A faint point of light appeared in front of Jun'Tal's palm.
Ning immediately sensed that it was smaller than the first attempt, but not nearly small enough.
The energy burst outward with another sharp explosion, blasting sand into the air and carving a second crater into the beach. It was smaller than the first one, but still far beyond anything that could be called controlled.
Jun'Tal was thrown back like a ragdoll, but this time Ning didn't bother catching him. He wouldn't.
Jun'Tal hit the side of a coconut tree, spun around, and hit another one before landing on the sand. He slowly got up and spat out some sand that had gotten into his mouth.
"Oww…"
"You're hurt?" Ning asked, a little taken aback.
"My head hurts," Jun'Tal said, grabbing his forehead. "Did I do too much again?"
Ning nodded. "Too much water."
"But I did what you said. I didn't use much water at all," the young boy said.
Ning shrugged. "Stop focusing on water. Start focusing on the energy you're producing."
