I continued to cast water spells despite the pain in my sides. Only when my vision became blurry and my knees began to buckle, did I decide to stop to cast the healing spell.
At first, I gathered mana normally. However, the time it took gradually made me impatient. And so, wild gales of wind stirred around me while my skin tore open. A little bit of the soil ended up getting lifted up as well, but not so much that it ruined the farm.
After a few moments, a gentle sensation spread through my body, mending the torn skin and getting rid of that painful ache.
I was about to stop gathering mana, but then had a thought.
How fast would the field be watered if I just continued to gather mana like this?
...Well, might as well try.
And so, my skin tore open once again while countless balls of water continued to fall from my hands, splashing onto the ground.