1711. Partial Success

"Gil! What did you do?" Alma and Remey were glaring at Gil as they watched Walker make another wave of cold air all around him. 

"We are trying out some skills that we can use in battle. It will be fine." Gil tried to brush it off but he felt that the glares were getting more powerful. Even Midnight and Su and looked over at him and Walker with a slightly unhappy look on their faces. 

"Onyx seems to think everything is fine too, he is watching the magic form to help us. Why don't you-" 

"If we get hit by another wave of frost then we will make you stay up all night with the fire to keep us warm." Gil knew that Remey was already telling him that this would be the case. He would have no choice so he just sighed in acceptance. But he was also very focused on what Walker was doing. They all were to a degree.