Bristlebane once again went to the labourious task of working his magic, he was pretty sure he understood now. He created a tunnel of sorts that lead to the space between his hands and the magic from his core slowly trickeled down aseembling, once he felt he had enough he closed off the tunnel keeping the rest of his tiny sphere safe. He was getting used to the chill that spread through his body whenever he used his magic and managed to resist the urge to shiver. Slowly he brought the magic from what he viewed as the "magic plane" into the "physical plane", a lot of it was used to bring it into reality but finally a small black pebble appeared between his hands, stable and under control. Bristlebane grinned shakily, "hehe.., i got it."