A stone dribbled over the water, hopping once, twice, thrice, before descending into the lakebed. The orange-haired boy swiped another stone off the ground and chucked it at the lake, again causing little circular disruptions three times and falling in. Alev sighed, watching the waves travel across the surface of the water. "Nothing to do.. again." he muttered to himself. He picked up a small twig and flicked the tip halfheartedly, causing it to go up in flames. He watched as the rest of the twig was engulfed with brilliant golden light, then threw it spiraling into the water.