Despite of the cold morning, the young master from the house of Ayers had been sweating himself with his training. The five-year-old boy kept concentrating to perfectly control the water for a long period of time but just like his past training the water just splashed all over the ground within a few seconds of manifesting. He sighed. What would his grandfather say if he’ll ask for an update later? He would surely be disappointed on him. The boy tried to produce water on his hands. He succeeded. He tried to move it away from him. It was slow. A sweat rolled down on his face. He did not bother. He stayed concentrated. When the water was one meter away from him it immediately fell down and splashed, again, all over the ground. He heaved another sigh. He sat on the ground with his two feet
