My first spell 7.1

"You took a liking to my finger?" I ignored her. (Maybe hair?) "You want to... cast a spell right?" I turn my head almost immediately. "Ha-u?" She smiled. "I was a prodigy too. I cast my first spell on my first anniversary. But you... you try to cast one on your fourth day of life. I don't even know your name. I don't even know if you have a name... Forget it. You want to cast a spell right? I'll help you out."

She released me from her hug and left me on the straw floor. "Sorry, but I can't stand up. I have some objects that can conduct mana with me, please wait a moment" Using her left hand, she took out a pouch from her robe. The pouch had almost the size of my fist, really small. It was made of white noble fabric.

She noticed that I was staring at the pouch without blinking. "This is a magical pouch. It may look small, but it is actually big on the inside. It took me five years to make one. It can fit a whole mansion inside if I want to." With her right hand, she opened the pouch, and with a fast movement, her arm, up to her shoulder, is swallowed by the pouch.

"No... No... How can this be in here? No... Aha! Found one." Slowly, she takes her arm off the pouch. On her hand, was a stick. "My first wand. Sigh... Good times." (It looks like a normal stick to me.) She waves the wand sometimes. On the tip of the wand, a faint glowing light changes color several times.

"I can use all elements because I am the 'saintess'. Then you appear. I feel like... I know that you are far stronger than me." She sighs. "Are you ready?" "Y-ah." She smirked. "As you wish." She opens her hand, and the wand remained on the same spot. (Fluctuation magic. Pretty basic.)

I grasp the wand and close my eyes. "Han-da." She nods and grabs the tip of the wand with her right hand. She closes her eyes too. (Now it's all up to me. 'Imagine a thread connecting two points.' Let's do it...)

I imagine a straight line connecting my arm and the tip of the wand. Nothing happened, but I felt that something was different on my inside. (Come on... Work!)

Again! Fail. Again! Fail. Again! I feel a burning sensation on my arm. (Yes!) I open my eyes. My arm is on fire, but this time, it did not hurt. It was just hot. The flame has a dense purple color.

The flame went all the way from my shoulder to the wand. She opens her eyes. "Y-you... This sensation... This mana flow... It is faint but... It's divine!?" The flame sways. "No!"

She tries to let go of the wand, but the flame grasps her hand. "P-please!" The flame envelops her entire arm. "...?" (Success!) She is confused. The black flame didn't hurt her. It actually felt good. She was too exhausted to fight back, so she accepted it. If she had to die here and now, so be it.