Everyone went home except Tyler and me. We enjoyed watching a fire dance.
“It is over so, shall we go,” he said. The show just ended.
“Yeah, it's getting late,” I replied.
“Before we go home, we stop by a booth. I am giving out stuffed toys when you can hit the target using your power. I want to try. I come close to the booth.
“Hi! Try,” said the saleslady. I handed over my payment and prepared to shoot, but Tyler stopped me.
“You are going to burn, drowned, destroy, or even worse than that, the market. Don't be stupid. Let me do it instead,” he said.
The target is small. I doubt he will hit it. The target is small and moves. He can't do it.
But, he pointed his finger, and viola fire came and burned the target. They give us a big bunny. I want Tyler to bring that for me. It's b
