Five of each type, plus with new elements? This sounded exhausting, but then against everything they'd done so far had been difficult one way or the other. To her surprise Solomon immediately fired of a water ball without even bothering with a chant. Morgana glowered for a moment. When had he gotten so far ahead of her? Growling lowly to herself Morgana grabbed her energy roughly and gathered it into her hand. It came easy, the pain for such a simple task hardly noticeable at this point. The next part was where it got rough. A breezeball should be easiest, it was just air after all. Morgana grabbed her mental knife more fiercely and concentrated. The raw energy slowly changed into air, swirling around her hand. She kept it there for a moment, barely keeping the power in check. Determined to succeed Morgana's grasp on her mental knife was so fierce a thin, unnoticed cut appeared on her right hand, the one holding the sphere. Then she pushed forward and the air surged onward, slamming into the target with a loud howling noise, it wasn't so much of Morgana letting go as it hit as her losing control as it hit, though it produced much the same effect. She let out a somewhat ragged breath indicating the effort it had taken her but steadfastly prepared to do it again. Five of each type. Easy peasy. She could do this without even taking a break.