Her crimson eyes stared unblinkingly into his own from an uncomfortably close distance.
Damn it! How long has she been standing there?!
Lumien's mind raced as he broke out in a cold sweat.
Was she already here after I entered my meditation state, or... was it even earlier?
He prayed fervently that it was the former.
"What are you doing here, Sister? I thought you were on the verge of a breakthrough and needed to stabilize your condition?" he managed to stammer, his voice shaky with equal parts scare and surprise.
Through his practice, he began to notice a peculiar trait of his fireball: while it possessed immense explosive force and destructive power, it seemed to lack significant combustion. It didn't set objects ablaze the way one might expect from a fire-based spell.