It was stable.
I increased the speed little by little, pushing it forward, watching as the layers of rotation built upon themselves. The fire particles responded, following the flow naturally instead of resisting it.
Faster.
Tighter.
The pressure grew, but instead of breaking apart, the sphere remained intact. For the first time since I entered the chamber, it didn't explode on me.
A small smirk tugged at my lips.
But I wasn't done yet.
I increased the rotation further, pushing it toward the next stage. The fire twisted, a concentrated vortex burning within my grasp. But the moment I tried to rush it—
Boom!
The sphere exploded, sending heat rushing against my skin.
I let out a short breath.
So, that was the limit. I had built it well, but I had gotten greedy at the end, forcing the speed beyond what it could sustain.
Again.
I formed another, moving faster this time, but keeping the same steady flow.
