Tyler continued to experiment with his fire powers, seeing how fast he could ignite and extinguish the flames on his hands. After a while of messing around, Tyler started to drift off, and soon enough, fell back asleep. Razan stayed by his side for a little longer, then exited his room and closed the door silently. He sighed. He had nothin else to do. Unless he wanted to train. By himself.
At first it didn’t seem like a bad idea. It was perfectly fine, except that he might battle someone and get torn up.
He didn’t want to get torn up much more.
Razan walked out into the dining room, and took the exit there, passing Annette. He walked out into the forest, noting his surroundings, and got to his training.
One attack method that was useful was using the wind he created to his advantage, making up run faster or giving him a jumping boost. He practiced that, jumping from tree to tree, and then came back to the open area that he had started in.
Now that he thought about it, that was really his only attacking method. All of his other tricks could help out other. Like rain dance could help out Azumi, or wind might help Samantha. Fire might help out Tyler, although it seems so far that he can’t shoot it out at the moment. But he did have, his dagger.
The dagger that he stole all those years ago. He couldn’t remember where. It wasn’t special or anything, but it sure came in handy sometimes. Over the years he had gotten pretty used to throwing it, and landing pretty well, so he decided to try that out. He kept throwing the dagger at trees, aiming at the center, and 6/10 times he did it. He smiled at his accomplishment, and then made a breeze to cool himself down.