Elemental Fury [Closed; Korra]
Harry sat crossed legged in the open field, sweat beading his forehead as he concentrated on the whirling elements. Thin streams of fire, ice and earth spun in a complex rotation pattern, each one keeping a perfect distance from each other. As they spun faster and faster, the distance between the streams expanded and contracted seemingly at random, but each time the streams were equidistant from each other. Finally, with a single breathe, the three streams twisted together and smashed into a stone target, taking the target's head off in an explosion of molten rock and ice.
Harry got to his feet and picked up his staff. Gathering his will, he jabbed the staff at the remains of the target and bellowed, "Fulgor!" A blue-white streak of lightning linked the end of the staff and the stone target for an instant before it exploded with startling force. Satisfied, he placed the staff down, and concentrated on himself, gathering the power within him, and shaping it.
After two minutes had passed, he threw his hand towards the next target and repeated his yell. Another bolt of lightning tore free, but missed the target. An overwhelming wave of exhaustion hit Harry, and he dropped to the ground, panting as though he'd just ran a ten mile non-stop sprint. "Well," he said to himself in between gasps of air. "Clearly that didn't work."
