Amalia turned from him, walked to the centre of the room, and sat down cross-legged. Then, to prove her point, she held both her hands up beside her with her palms flat towards the torches. With determination, she held his gaze and mentally chanted the words she needed. Two fireballs released from her hands to fly across the room and light the torches. His eyes widened with horror that she had done it in front of him. She just folded her arms and waited for him to lock her in with her chin tilted up.
ABAHHAHA
