[ Why not? Crowley was over 6,000 and he still had tantrums on the regular. ]

Not sure how this world's magic works, I only just got here myself, but usually its all about feeling. You want something, you feel it, and it happens just like...

[ He raised his fingers as if to snap them but stopped himself before actually doing so. One never knew what might happen with this new magic. ]

Maybe you should start with something less volatile than fire. Plant growing maybe. Then if they screwed up you could always yell at them for it.