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The power of the fire was almost overwhelming when Veriwia first started to learn to use it. She had lived most of her life in a settlement with little contact with magic or on the run without little to no contact with a single being, let alone someone who can use magic.
Nevertheless, the others assured her that it would be all right, that she would get used to it in time.
Veriwia decided to believe them.
Surely everything would be all right now.