Elena was about to snap back and open an argument with this...thing, but she would be lying if she claimed that he hadn't hit a nerve with what he said. Wasn't her whole purpose to protect people against what had happened to her parents? Yes it was, she just wasn't being true to herself. She sighed out her frustration instead of putting it into a verbal confrontation, and frowned at the ugly greenskin who spoke a lot more educated than he looked. She was extremely curious all of a sudden, to find out everything about him; where he was from, who his parents were, why he had access to powers she didn't, why he would agree to this pact if he had his own source. All these questions troubled Elena, but could not be answered at the same time. And still, she felt the bind between them. It was like a mental magnet, once the noise and pain had adjusted a little, the refined new pull was almost visibly there. It felt like they were attracting magnets, she could always feel the pull of his aura, and when he moved, it felt like a wave, a magnetic wave.<br/><br/>For once, she fell completely silent and took his advice. She had never cast a spell before because she lacked the knowledge, training and energy. But he told her to test him, and she would. Slowly, she raised her left hand, and closed her eyes, envisioning what Nahzun had taught her.<br/><br/>She emptied her mind, as much as possible, and pictured herself as a black shape, with a very small flickering light in the centre of her mind. A calm flame, glowing very slightly, producing life, giving off energy. The flame very elegantly moved around, slowly and intently, every movement was with purpose. She let go of the restrictions of her conscious mind, telling her that this was impossible, and allowed the roped tying the flame down to break loose, letting it expand consistently, until it grew to the size of her head. She took a deep breath in, and with it allowed her lungs to absorb the flame and distribute it throughout her body, channelling her energy to circulate through her bloodstream. Finally, when it felt like a typhoon of swirling energy throughout her entire body, she focused on forcing it all to her left hand, keeping it there, within her body. Like a hurricane the flame spun around in the palm of her hand, underneath her skin. And then finally, she imagined the physics of structure weren't there; the restrictions of her skin weren't there, and soon the energy began seeping out through her fingertips, filling and surrounding her hand as she opened her eyes to see the very dim white glowing substance that was filling up her hand, twirling around happily, with very small and harmless streaks of lightning glowing among it. And it was beautiful. She felt like it was a part of her, her energy, her own creation, but she wasn't completely right.<br/><br/>The white glow faded a little into a darker shade, as she was reminded bluntly that the glowing energy ball in her hand was a creation of the mixed energy's of herself and the greenskin. With a huff she balled her hand into a fist, releasing the concentration and turning the energy ball into a short burst of smoke before it subsided and disappeared.<br/><br/>"What is your name?" She asked, for lack of a better question. She had no choice, they were bound, he gave her the power she needed, and they were inevitably going to have to cooperate, regardless of the fact that he was hideous and made her shiver. However, if they were expected to interact with one another from this day forth, she believed she had the full right to ask as many and as detailed questions as she wished.