Elias frowned himself. Water. How did he miss that? Perhaps it was because it wasn't one of the elements he had seen Naugus use much, if at all. Earth, Fire, Air, and Crystal were the mage's choice, it seemed. He turned back to the first page and stared at the design for fire. He looked up again and met Naugus's gaze.

"Fire...I think you're right." The words came out of his mouth before he could really think. Fire seemed right to him. With his temper, fire seemed like a perfect choice. That was, if it worked as he was thinking about it.

"Anger and rage would make controlling fire easier. Am I right?" If he was right, perhaps he finally had a productive use for all of the anger inside himself. His rage and self-loathing might finally serve a purpose.