[Libra nods at the man, before closing his eyes to concentrate again on the water magic. He knows it's not good form, or good in battle, but he'd change that when he had more experience. Opening his eyes again, he flicked his fingers, watching as a small stream of water shot from them to the target.]

Well, better than before... I didn't hit anyone this time. But not as good as if I were a Dark Mage.

Thank you for the advice.