The process of casting magic

'How the hell can this be so powerful?' Mathew asked himself as he looked down at his palms.

They were responsible for unleashing this new spell of his. And yet, those palms of his appeared to Mathew to be exactly the same as in the past.

The young man raised his eyes to the pierced piece of concrete.

'Isn't this way too strong?' was Mathew's first thought.

To evaporate several inches thick holes in concrete would take an insane amount of energy, especially for it to happen instantly.

And yet, the facts spoke against what Mathew believed to be possible or not.

'The question is, how do I approach it?' the young man asked himself, recalling a quote from one of the obscure books written way in the past.

'There are two kinds of people. Those who listen to the facts are one. For the others, if the facts don't confirm their theory, then damn the facts!'

Mathew tightened his fists as he looked at the hole of his making.