"Burn it brighter!"
"On it!"
Wrock felt the beads of sweat dripping down his body. Time had passed far quicker than he had imagined. Yomi had met with him every friday to cook a dish with various ingredients. Wrock's job was to use his Spirit to provide a strong but steady enough flame for Yomi to cook with.
On the other days Wrock studied the contents of the book provided by Yomi. Originally he thought it was going to be a cooking book, but he couldn't be far from the truth. Rather the small journal contained thorough details of how various flames worked. From how they burned, their patterns, and what it consumed while burning. In his spare time he compared various notes to his own flame, further understanding it.
"Wrock, your control is slipping."
"Roger!"
