"The shell toughening skill!"
Lo opened his hands slightly and gathered in front of himself with the most familiar fire elements into an orange halo.
Then he imagined the appearance of Stan, trying to control the fire elements and make that move.
But when he shifted his attention to fire elements, and the shell toughening gathered together instantly collapsed because of the distraction.
"No, let's do it again. The shell toughening skill!"
He tried again but still failed.
Although he had a high affinity with fire-type, it was only reflected in the gathering. Once controlled, it seemed to be separated by a thick wall, making it impossible for him to start.
He deeply understood that it was not easy to manipulate fire elements skillfully.
With a "bang", gathering magic textures failed again. Lo shook his head regretfully.