700. Changing Flames

Remey was standing idly for a moment as she took everything in. However, she flicked her hand and a small dark red flame began to grow in her hand. It wasn't much and the fire spirit was clearly assisting the process. "This is alchemic fire. It's best for making potions. I can make as much as you want now. Do you want it?" She had the feeling that the alchemic fire was a good gift to share with the fire spirit. She didn't want it to feel that it had bonded with her for nothing since it didn't have a dwelling item being made just yet. 

"My fire? Your fire? Our fire!" The spirit seemed to be even more excited than before and Walker wondered how it was interpreting all this so easily. However, when he glanced at the other fire spirit he knew that this was its' doing. It had shared more than he expected with the newly awakened fire spirit and pushed it to Remey with the promises of flames.