Day 32, 8th Year of Braska's Calm

I've seen my first Ochu!

It seemed a pity to kill it, but we can't have Fiends that size putting down roots on the very doorstep of the temple.

Ifrit was magnificent. My powers are no match for an Ochu yet, so Lady Ginnem decided to try out her newest Aeon. It's the first time I've seen one in action. It was strange to stand back and watch this huge being fighting for us, docile to Ginnem's commands. Unfortunately, its habit of tearing up chunks of ground and flinging them means that we had better not use Ifrit on roads or cultivated land unless we absolutely must. I must say, I like Fire nearly as much as Thunder, which I tend to fall back on when I'm not thinking. I have a feeling that all four elements will be old friends by the time we reach Zanarkand.

I need to practice my Water. One would think a native of the islands would have mastered it long ago, but I see I'm a little lax -- there was never much use using it on water flans, who positively basked in it. The electricity elementals on Kilika gave me no end of trouble. I found myself strangely drawn to them, however. Ginnem assures me that Fiends are simply Unsent spirits, but how in Spira could what's left of a soul become pure elemental magic?

Unless...

Maybe they are the spirits of long-dead mages? What a peculiar thought. If so, there must have been many more of us, long ago. I could imagine myself winding up reduced to a pile of sparks in the end.

I'm very much looking forward to Djose. Unfortunately the ferry route is to Luca. I hope I don't run into Wakka and Chappu there. The next tournament isn't too far off... hopefully Ginnem and I will be well on our way along the Mi'hen Highroad by then.

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