"Have you calmed down, Merlin?"
A soft voice came from behind him. Merlin turned his head and saw Linda approaching with two glasses of orange juice in her hands.
He quickly stood up and nodded. "I have, Master. This time, I'm sure I can do it."
"Good!" Linda smiled, pleased with his spirit, and handed him the glass in her right hand. "Drink this to refresh your mind."
Merlin didn't refuse. He took it and drank eagerly.
Linda chuckled softly and sipped her own. Afterward, the two continued their training session.
Merlin took a deep breath and opened his right palm.
Under Linda's watchful gaze, he whispered, "Spark."
Whoosh!
A red magic circle appeared—this time, it didn't shatter right away.
"Oh?" Linda raised an eyebrow. "Will it work this time?"
As she watched curiously, a small spark flickered from the circle, showing that Merlin had succeeded.
Clap! Clap!
