Elian listened silently.
"But when you launched your ice arrows," Rowan continued, "I noticed something. Your mana was flowing through them. I couldn't control your spell directly, but I thought, what if I mixed my mana with yours?"
He paused.
"So I did. I forced my mana into the ice and burned through the flow controlling it. That's why I was able to stop it."
Elian's eyes widened.
"…That shouldn't be possible," she whispered.
Rowan shook his head lightly. "I didn't even know if it would work. I just tried."
She exhaled slowly, clearly shaken.
"I still don't fully understand it, but forgive me for losing control earlier."
She bowed her head slightly.
Rowan quickly waved his hands. "No, no. I should be the one apologizing. I pushed you too far. If I hadn't done that, none of this would've happened."
He hesitated, then added, "But thank you. If you hadn't trained me, I wouldn't have been able to do any of this."
Elian looked at him carefully, her expression softening.
