"See? Told you I'm good at this." I teased my brother, throwing a fireball at him. He easily distinguished it midair and threw it back at me, narrowly missing my shoulder. "d**k," I muttered.
"Don't get ahead of yourself Charlie, if you want to be able to defend yourself as an Ultimate, you've got to focus better." He reminded me. "Go make yourself a chair." He said.
"What?"
"You heard me," He said, "Make yourself a chair." Isaac repeated, making me groan once again. I raised my right hand and took a deep breath, trying to focus on my energy. I imagined a seat made of dirt and grass in my head and next thing I know, it was right in front of me. The ground moved and shaped itself into a chair.
"Now make a protection shield for yourself." He added, catching me off guard.
"I can't do tha
