"One of my powers is fire. It's why you saw scorch marks and smoke in my footsteps when I ran." Mack started to explain. "I can't manipulate fire like some people here. I just have fire but it stays with me when I'm normal, too."

He smiled and turned to face a small area with rocks so he wouldn't accidentally catch something on fire. Mack held up his hand, he didn't know how it happened, but it was just there. Magic, but it wasn't a spell he thought, it just appeared. He drew back his other arm, as if he were shooting an invisible bow and perhaps he was. An arrow of fire extended from his outstretched hand and with his 'release' the arrow landed among the rocks where it burned for a minute and then disappeared.