A flickering wisp of condensed Fire Mana collected around my outstretched finger, emitting a sweltering heat that threatened to singe the hairs on my arm or even scorch my flesh.
It was the same amount of mana as the previous spell, but the potency was so, so different.
Mother stood beside me and observed the change with a nod, before turning her gaze towards the boulder that I was to hit.
Using that as the signal, I shot the bullet forwards and gasped in amazement as it shrieked through the air, the mana more potent than I realized as it arced around, though it still smacked against the boulder.
The bullet itself sparked and popped as it moved, until it impacted the boulder, cracking off a large chunk of the rock face and scorching the rest in a thin sheen of black.
Tongues of flames lapped at the boulder before flickering out, while the chunk that dropped to the ground shattered some more, leaving behind a pile of broken and chipped rock.
