That has been the routine for the first week and you already feel like your stamina is limitless comparing it to before is like comparing a pond to a lake, you are also able to absorb much more flame essence than before due to your high flame tolerance from your dad setting the ground around you on fire as you meditate.
You get up at the crack of dawn and rush outside to see your father stacking huge logs into a giant hole about the size of a bathtub and about 3 feet deep.
"Dad what are you doing? You ask with a bewildered expression on your face
" I'm trying to build a bigger fire so you have more flame essence to absorb" he throws the last log into the pit and start throwing sticks around the outside of the log pile. When he's done he shoots a tiny spark at the pile of sticks on the outside and they immediately engulf the entire pit.
"Ok, Liz now start cultivating your flame stop as soon as your out of mana." You sit down in front of the pit and start cultivating your flame but this time your rotating sparks turn into flashes of black flames they gather together and small a small orange flame forms between your hands.
"Dad! I did it look I have my own flame." You smile from ear to ear as you look up at your father.
"What just an orange flame...That doesn't make sense you, umm I'll be back try using your flame to hit the pit. He gets up and rushes inside.
" But dad what about the fire?" When you look back at the giant fire pit all you see is a pile of ashes all the wood is gone it's not even smoking anymore.
"That's weird, what happened to all the wood?"
You understand absorbing the essence but there is no way that an orange flame would have the power to burn all the wood.
"I'll just ask dad when he comes back, "
Time to use it you throw your fireball at the pit and immediately a big cloud of steam shoots from out of the hole.
"Yes!" you shout in triumph, "Time to see the damage." You rush over to the hole where you are hit with another cloud of blazing hot steam.
"God that's hot!" when it finally clear you are awestruck by what you see the sand at the bottom of the hole has all turned into glass.
"WHAT GLASS?"