Not a moment had passed before the two elves made an appearance. The female elf, the one which had healed Black's wounds, made a pleasant little speech and stepped out with all those who wished to hunt or forage with her. The human turned to his familiar and gave a slight smirk. "So are you going to go hunting again?"<br/><br/>"Not hungry," he muttered. The two were seated at a little table and the demon had his face practically plastered to its surface. He looked moments from falling back asleep.<br/><br/>"Well I am," Ijemaru responded and went to help himself to a bowl of leftover soup. "You don't have some sort of fire power, do you?" he asked, as the stew was cold.<br/><br/>"Electricity and telekinesis," the demon muttered in response.<br/><br/>"Can you cast spells?"<br/><br/>"Yes, but I don't know any fire spells."<br/><br/>The human smiled, "Well then, I'll just teach you one. It's a simple two word spell: Ignesia surgo. Should be simple enough."<br/><br/>"Do it yourself," the demon groaned.<br/><br/>"I can't," the assassin responded, fighting a frown. "Haven't I explained this before?" The demon said nothing. "Just cast the spell," the human sighed.<br/><br/>Perhaps he was just grateful that it wasn't a command, but Black made an attempt at the spell for the boy anyway. He put up one hand so it was pointed toward the human's soup bowl,<span style="font-style: italic">"Ignesia surgo,"</span>he said, throwing Manna into his voice. A small orange orb shot from his hand and hit the bowl. As soon as it made contact there was a burst of flame which quickly died away. It may have been short-lived, but it left the soup steaming warm.<br/><br/>"That was very good for a first try," the human smiled, putting a spoon to his lips.<br/><br/>"What kind of fire spell was that?" the demon asked. He'd never seen one that just... died, just like that.<br/><br/>"A simple one. Used for signal flares, lighting camp fires and maybe setting an enemy's hair on fire," the human responded causally.<br/><br/>"Don't you know anything more powerful?" for some reason, the demon had expected more from the human who enslaved him.<br/><br/>"Your sleepy and your manna hasn't warmed up yet, and all I wanted you to do was heat up a bowl of soup. Of course I know more powerful spells, but why on earth would I give you one for something like this?"<br/><br/>Well when he put it like that... "So what other fire spells do you know?" the demon asked, curious now.<br/><br/>"Oh.. several," the human said as if the topic were boring. "Ignesia demonica maxima is probably the strongest. No... the strongest would have to be Ignesia Ra. I don't advise you cast that one though. By the time you finished you wouldn't have enough energy to escape the flames yourself."<br/><br/>"Oh..." suddenly, Black had the oddest sensation of joy. Joy that this human couldn't cast the spells he knew about. Where did a human child even learn about such things? And yet he looked so calm talking about such things, just peacefully eating his soup. The kid wasn't normal.