This time he focused more carefully.
First ring.
He decided to focus on stabilization.
Second ring. It was compression. His movements slowed greatly compared to before. Sweat slowly rolled down his forehead as he concentrated fully.
The mana circle slowly started taking shape.
But then.
Crack.
"...Ah crap."
BOOM!
Another explosion. Smoke covered his face again.
Seraphina quietly stared at him. "...You rushed again." Her golden eyes studied him with calm gaze.
Amon looked offended.
"I didn't!"
"You did."
"...Maybe slightly."
For the next two hours. The same thing repeated continuously.
Failure, explosion and then ailure again.
At one point, Amon's hair was slightly burned from one unstable mana burst.
Meanwhile Seraphina remained beside him the entire time. She was Correcting his mistakes.
Explaining mana flow.
Showing him proper rotation speeds.
Helping him stabilize the structure repeatedly.
Eventually it was late afternoon.
