~ A couple of weeks later ~
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"He's getting better," Caylon said, coming up to stand beside me.
I was watching Enzo train in the distance. He said he needed his space to be able to practice the elements. Something about not wanting to hurt anyone. I don't think that would happen though.
The books that we read said that spirit is an extension of yourself. Wouldn't that mean that his power wouldn't hurt anyone that he didn't want to hurt?
"He struggles with wind," I mumbled as I watched Enzo struggle to control a small tornado.
"Still, he's better than he was even a few days ago," Caylon replied.
"That's true," I murmured with a sigh.
"And how is your training coming along?" Caylon asked.
I looked up to frown at him.
"I've bee
