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whirring mass of cloud that appears before the storm building up inside me. I felt what the lightning bolt's personality, if it had any, would be like. Powerful and strong. To build up such an emotion, I gathered all the hatred and anger in me that I had had for the past few weeks and months and gathered it together. The mana inside me combined and I could feel a massive wave of power rising up.
'SHOKA!' I screamed.
  A wave of gold shot from my staff and out through the open window. There was a mighty downpour of rain which was followed by the biggest bolt lightning that I had ever seen. And immediately afterwards, there was a mighty crack of thunder.
'Oh well done, well done!' Bartholomew said, jumping up and down. 'That was splendid!'
  I couldn't believe it. Had I just cast that spell? Had I just made that bolt appear from my power?
'That was a very good spell. It seems you have your mana under control. If you didn't, I don't

think the spell would have worked. Oh well done again Shaman! I can't believe you have excelled this far. That seemed so easy.'
'I just poured all my thoughts into it,' I said honestly. 'Yes, it did seem easy.'
'Well, that means we can move onto other things then. You'll probably pick up all the easy spells as quickly as one, two, three. You are really prepared now - for the basics that is. This will fend off an enemy for quite a bit but the higher spells have a higher destructive level. We'll move onto them.'
'Great!' I said, highly pleased. I could finally get onto some great Shaman spells.
'I'm so glad your pleased. There have been many Shamans that have been scared at the thought of going higher in spell power. Some thought that they would die from casting such a weak spell as the lightning bolt.'
  Bartholomew looked at his watch. 'The time is getting late. We should be heading back. We'll start on more spells tomorrow. I'm sure you would want to give Thealosius's classes a miss

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