Lea reigned in his focus and strained to remember how to call forth the elements. He honed in on the page in his mind's eye and read from the tome:
Magic can be summoned through two different means- White or Dark magic. The former gains its power from emotions that represent the elemental being summoned, for example Fire can be brought forth with a memory of a stove. The latter initiates from darkness within the heart, for example a dark memory of a family member from which the summoner simply thinks the elements and lets their thoughts envelop the desired product.
White magic is intrinsically stronger than the Dark counterpart and it is said to be much harder to hone and master the art. Many Master of Dark tried to manipulate the power to overcome the bringers of light but failed in their attempts. It is rumored that the experiments of their work resulted in the first Unversed.
Bring his attention back from his thoughts the teen quickly decided to challenge himself and do his best at White magic. Merlin would not judge him for choosing the other but would appreciate the attempt.
With eyes closed, Lea wracked his brain in search of thoughts of ice. He locked on to the first, and only, snow that Radiant Gardens had experience in his life time. Stepping into the memory, Lea shivered as the cold wrapped his conscience and snow tricked over his bare skin. A slight flick of his wrist and the frost pulsed through his veins, surging to his fingertips. The ice floated before him and he could feel it was of his own doing. Letting the memory fade, Lea's mind returned to the field and watched the crystal melt away. Glee apparent on every inch of his face, Merlin gave a nod of encouragement and awaited the next demonstration.
Water. What was a memorable moment of water? Again searching deep into his past, Lea rest on one from his childhood. As a young kid Teleaf had taken the boy to the Felix Fountain on the far east side of the city. Known for its massive size and crystal clear water, it was a frequent of those looking to take a dip and escape the brutal rays of the sun. Lea felt himself submerge his pointed hair below the surface and mimicked the wrist motion from before. A small whirlpool interrupted the scene and snapped him back to the field. By the time his eye had adjust to the blaring light the water had already dissipated into the ground and air.
Disappointed with his display, Lea moved on to the next without missing a beat. The next was easy. The only time he had experience Lightning at all was through the work of his teacher's magic. Imagining the bitter taste, he started to concentrate Sulfur in higher quantities in his mind. Willing energy through the air, the boy jolted as the backs of his hands tensed and produced the spark for the strike. Lea was ready to watch but averted his vision as the light burned into his cornea.
Slightly panting and a sweat forming under his arms he looked for his final inspiration.
Racing through the catalog of memories he realized there were multiple options; however, a group was collected and dark in the corner of his vault. He touched the thought but immediately removed his hand as the scene was engulfed by fire. A man stood in front of him. His features indistinct due to the flames that danced over every part of his being. Lea watched and horror and tumbled backwards and touched upon another segment of his past. Stoked by a younger version of his mother was a simple furnace. Quickly grabbing onto the warmth, Lea almost automatically swished his wrist created the blaze on his own. He was desperate to exit his mind and promptly returned to the meadow.
The teen went tense as he continued to stare into flames. Surrounding him I a column was a fiery twister that relentlessly circled into the sky. Anxiety built as the walls of the inferno drew closer to the center, the boy. But, he wasn't feeling the heat. Lea's face contorted as he searched for an explanation of the phenomenon. Pulling ever closer the flames finally touched then consumed him. Energy coursed through his body as it absorbed the blame and contained the work. After completely taking in the storm, Lea looked up and towards his teacher.
Merlin's features were indistinguishable. Suddenly he burst into the air and released a hoot and holler. "I guess we found your strength!"
Lea grinned and nodded. He was excited to have pleased the sorcerer but felt a nag on his stomach as he saw the man in his thoughts again. That had only been one of the group. The teen shivered in the thought of what the other held.