Destin leaned away as Tempris skidded to a halt in front of him, lifting his hands to protect his face from flying dirt clods. He paused for a minute, then clapped energetically. "Exactly, cheri, just like that. A marvelous cheetah you are. Remind me to show you to the zoo in Crocus, if we ever visit at the same time. I think you'll have a marvelous time." Destin grinned and gave her a pat on the head, ruffling her long golden hair. "An inspiring display. I don't think you've seen my magic, yet, but I'm sure you'll enjoy this." Destin pulled Tempris close, her back to his chest and practically stepping on his toes. He warned her to stay still as a bright pink magic seal burst up beneath their feet, and a wall of flames soaring easily above Tempris' head sprung up surrounding them. The flames, with flickers of bright pink and white near the base, surrounded the two with a tight circle and obscured their view of the field around them. Aside from the tight quarters, the swirling funnel of flames was surprisingly comfortable - they looked like real fire, and genuinely seemed like it if Tempris reached out to touch them, but gave off no more heat than a warm summer's day and did not burn anything within the circle. Destin, however, wasn't satisfied with just the bare minimum. He knew the spell could be larger. He'd seen it large enough to surround an entire house. The hunter pushed with his mana, straining against the confines of the juvenile spells he started with. The flames seemed to wiggle, though perhaps that was all within his own mind. Regardless, he continued to push through it, stretching his spell circle like an elastic band, waiting for it to snap in on him and lash out. It gave him resistance, and stretching it was not the most difficult aspect when he worried about not stretching so thin it might chose to collapse in on the two standing at the center. That, however, would have been an unacceptable end. He was trying to impress his guildmate, after all. The flames grew warm, for a moment, before dying down to a small, knee height circle of purely pink flames. Slowly, creeping by millimeters, the blackened circle of grass expanded. No smoke rose up from the ground as it expanded to nearly a half  meter in all directions, before violently snapping back to half the distance and suddenly snuffing out. Destin swore, in words that would seem foreign to Tempris but still identifiably violent curse words. He rubbed his face, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow and stepped away from Tempris. Perhaps, he thought to himself, it would work better if he was on the outside. Motioning for the girl to stay in place, Destin stepped to the edge of the burnt grass. He motioned agian, this time casting the magic seal beneath Tempris' feet alone. He was sure it was just a trick of his eyes, but the hunter could have sworn the seal was larger. The flames lapped up again, obscuring Tempris from view, but Destin laughed breathlessly as he circled around the flames. It was definitely bigger. It was probably stronger, too, with the amount of mana being poured into it. He'd managed to exceed his own expectations for this training session, let alone the expectations of the housekeeper that had sent him out here. Destin flopped into the grass butt-first. He knew that Tempris was some sort of pyromaniac, so he hoped this was enough flame to distract her for a moment; it was something to keep her from darting about the town with that firey sprint of hers. Heaven knows what would happen if she ran into someone, or several someones, in a crowded marketplace.   Destin kept up the flames for another minute or two, before releasing the spell with a lazy grin, no sign of having ever been inconvenienced despite the beads of sweat cooling on his brow in the chill spring breeze. "An inspiring spell as well, yes? I had hoped to cast it a tad larger, but ah, c'est la vie. We can't have everything we want."

Name: Okamoto
Rank: C
Mana Cost: 50
Requirements: Lécuyer's blessing.
Type: Defensive
Element: Fire
Range: 10 Meters
Cooldown: 2 Posts
Duration: Sustain

Effect:

Using flames hot enough to leave scorch marks on the ground, Destin creates a 2-meters tall pillar of flame with a 0.5-meter diameter surrounding a target within 10 meters of him. This defends from 1 B-rank spell, and feels like it would burn on touch but is surprisingly cool inside. Pink magic seal 0.5-Meters in diameter seen below where the spell is cast.

Wordcount: 693/675 (750-10% int reduction)
Mana: 425/500

Destin winced at Tempris' body language. It brought to mind the way his younger siblings cowered when they had to be in the same room as him. They had used to be so bright and cheery when he spent time with him, but by the time he left... The hunter reached out as if to comfort Tempris, but there was a visible twinge of guilt in his eyes and he withdrew. He sat up agian, avoiding looking directly at the poor girl. "Awe, kid, I'm sorry. Whatever happened to you.. I'm sure I'll never really know how you feel. But yeah. I get it. My family has those beliefs too." Destin blew out a tired sigh, like he was feeling the weight of the world. "The magic I have is a hereditary type. Passed down from father to son for decades. They made us learn it when we were little, but all the attention went to the oldest two boys. Completely skipped over the eldest child, because she was a girl. Damned fuckin' patriarchy. Beyond the point, though, let me try explaining this better." Destin shook his head violently, like he was chasing away a dark cloud. He shifted, to look at Tempris directly. "The foundation of Lécuyer's blessing is a legend passed down in my family. It's a load of bullshit, there's nothing special about it, but they always claim the first mage consumed holy fire to gain the ability to hunt monsters. Warriors wielding the holy flame of retribution, they call it. It's dumb, I don't believe it myself, but I understand why you would, if only superficially. Let's do something fun. I feel like my skin will turn blue if I have to talk about this more. Destin's last proclamation was a rather abrupt, paired with a very sudden jump to his feet. He could remember his father making them train this spell until they passed out from exhaustion, but he'd never been able to manage it before. Now, though, with someone he genuinely wanted to fight alongside, he thought it might be nice to improve his competence in a combat against other mages. His last fight had really just been a fluke, if he thought about it. Perhaps Illumin had decided to support his smiting of blasphemy. Destin chuckled at the thought and raised one hand to the sky. The spell circle was supposed to show up above his hand, but it took a few moments for even the slightest glimmer of red to show in the sky. The hunter clicked his tongue with annoyance when the spell failed. He continued with another attempt, then another, never managing anything greater than a measly spark spiraling from mid air.

Name: Money Shot
Rank: B
Mana Cost: 100
Requirements: Lécuyer's blessing.
Type: Offense AoE
Element: Fire
Range: 15 Meters
Cooldown: 3 Posts
Duration: Instant

Effect:

Destin thrusts one hand towards the sky, summoning two bright pink magic seals - one 8 meters directly above his head with a diameter of 1 Meter, and the other below the feet of the target with a diameter of 4 meters. When his hand is lowered, four flaming meteorites dealing 1 D-rank damage fall from inside the seal above his head and crash into whatever is contained in the second seal. These meteorites have a flat speed of 20 m/s with a maximum travel distance of 18 Meters (distance from the center of the first seal to the center of the second seal if 15 meters away).

Wordcount: 244/900 (1000-10% int reduction)
Mana: 425/500

"It's supposed to be a shooting star, I think. The head of the family only ever used one giant one, but I never really understood when he explained it. Perhaps if I..." Destin's thought trailed off as he lifted his hand agian, this time creating the seal of purely pink magic. It felt so much cleaner, so much more powerful when he used his own instead of conforming to the standard red of his father. The magic circle lifted until it was well above his head, shooting up like a rocket to the sky. When he attempted to drop his hand, though, he found that the seal simply vanished like an interrupted cast. Destin hissed through his teeth in frustration. It should work. There was no reason why it wouldn't. And yet, there he stood, hand thrown to the sky like an idiot. He sighed and muttered, reminding himself to stay balanced. The hunter shifted his stance and once again lifted his hand. This time the seal fully formed, but Destin didn't immediately lower his hand like he had previously. This time, he held it up and scanned his surroundings. It would be rude to throw something at Tempris without warning. Everything else was too flammable to be a target so he settled on the scarecrow dummy; its head was still flopping limply in the wind and the broken support pole was beginning to stab through the burlap. Destin glowered at the scarecrow, focusing his whole attention on it. A second magic seal formed surrounding the target and only once he was sure that his spell would strike only there, he dropped his arm with a determined force. The spell was still not flawless, but it was complete. It was efficient. It worked. Four blazing spheres manifested within the seal above Destin's head and launched towards the scarecrow. It took them only half a second to impact with the ground, two landing to the right of it, one crashing into the dirt just before where the stake was planted in the ground. The fourth, and the only one to strike the target, hit the scarecrow square in its chest and lit the dry straw and burlap ablaze in the following seconds. Destin stared at the growing fire with disbelief as though he had expected the spell to fail again. He stood slowly, the magic seals already gone as he crossed to the training dummy. "Tempris, you saw that too, right? It worked?" Destin's joyous laugh was a little infectious, after the sour mood had changed. "I did it. I fucking did it."

Name: Money Shot
Rank: B
Mana Cost: 100
Requirements: Lécuyer's blessing.
Type: Offense AoE
Element: Fire
Range: 15 Meters
Cooldown: 3 Posts
Duration: Instant

Effect:

Destin thrusts one hand towards the sky, summoning two bright pink magic seals - one 8 meters directly above his head with a diameter of 1 Meter, and the other below the feet of the target with a diameter of 4 meters. When his hand is lowered, four flaming meteorites dealing 1 D-rank damage fall from inside the seal above his head and crash into whatever is contained in the second seal. These meteorites have a flat speed of 20 m/s with a maximum travel distance of 18 Meters (distance from the center of the first seal to the center of the second seal if 15 meters away).

Wordcount: 669/900 (1000-10% int reduction)
Mana: 325/500

Destin raised an eye at Tempris, his eyes following her across the field to her position at the training dummy. He had no objections, but was she sure that was what she wanted to do? Destin supposed it would be mutually beneficial if it meant she had a chance to practice her dash more. The hunter sighed and shrugged, nodding along. It wouldn't hurt to try. As Tempris got into position, balancing herself for the speed she anticipated, Destin raised one hand skyward, making all the little mental calculations needed as he directed his spell. He didn't want to hurt the child, and he was fairly certain even at top speed it was too short a distance for her to dodge. The best response would be to back away slowly until Tempris was only just within range, and cast the spell a little to the left of where she started. Tempris started running; Destin's hand crashed down and the meteorites flung themselves across the field in a direct line towards Tempris' ankles. Each meteorite landed within the dedicated magic seal, a few tendrils of smoke spiraling from where they had toasted the grass to a crisp black. Destin didn't think any of them had genuinely hit her - at least two had fallen rather wide - but he watched her movements anyways, hoping she wouldn't notice how deliberately he had tried to make it seem like she was untouchable. Try as he might, Destin's expressions still betrayed his concern for the girl's safety. "Are you alright?" Destin called across the field, still watching for any sign of a limp or a piece of singed fabric. "I think I've got the hang of it now, how about you? Ready for a snack break?"

Name: Money Shot
Rank: B
Mana Cost: 100
Requirements: Lécuyer's blessing.
Type: Offense AoE
Element: Fire
Range: 15 Meters
Cooldown: 3 Posts
Duration: Instant

Effect:

Destin thrusts one hand towards the sky, summoning two bright pink magic seals - one 8 meters directly above his head with a diameter of 1 Meter, and the other below the feet of the target with a diameter of 4 meters. When his hand is lowered, four flaming meteorites dealing 1 D-rank damage fall from inside the seal above his head and crash into whatever is contained in the second seal. These meteorites have a flat speed of 20 m/s with a maximum travel distance of 18 Meters (distance from the center of the first seal to the center of the second seal if 15 meters away).

Wordcount: 959/900 (1000-10% int reduction)
Mana: 225/500