Nodding at his directions, Carl hops off the broken bench and cracks his fingers. Letting out a small, subtle sigh, he forms two handseals, then focuses his chakra outward, in doing so, he creates four small orbs of compressed lightning that move around him in a circular formation. Looking around the area for a target, he notices a large Bluejay resting on a rock. Waving his left hand to the right, he directs all four orbs to attack it simultaneously, completely frying it on the spot. Turning around, he gives the man a shrug before parting his lips to speak, "Well, for one, a disadvantage could be the fact that the orbs are fairly small, and upon contact with another force, they disperse"