Madame Igna Wendelin then walked out of the circle and managed to locate a bench for her to sit on. She plopped down on a chair and nodded her head. "You may now all begin."
"Don't you dare burn me by accident!" One of the students eyed the pyromancers in the center.
"Hey, don't make me panic!"
"Please be careful!"
Another shook his head and grabbed his candle with uncertainty. "I'm not sure if I want to keep holding the candle."
"Stay still, Miri!"
"The wind is blowing too much for me to aim properly!"
A couple of squabbles from the classmates started out for the five pyromancers in their class.
While Madame Igna Wendelin held the skill and more than enough experience to light candles without even letting a single candle to start dripping hot wax, the same couldn't be said for the other students.
The other pyromancers were still clumsy and some were nervous.