Bartimaeus liked to come to the summit of the Aloi mountains in order to think. And, more importantly, to train. He closed his eyes, his legs set in a wide stance. Steam poured from his body and he exhaled, his fists held together at his chest. The air around him fluctuated in waves as he emitted even more heat. He growled, his power growing until he felt like he couldnt control it any more. He growled and let out a bestial roar as a wave of undulating plasma exploded from his body, radiating outwards and melting the stones that it enveloped. The light that the plasma emitted was like a beacon which could be seen as far as Sentou Gakuin. Within a few seconds, Bartimaeus was breathing heavily in the middle of a large crater of melted steel and stone which shimmered with heat. This was the most control he had experienced while using his new creation.