It didn’t look promising .   There was just enough mana from three colors — Red from the volcano, Green from the trees and vegetation, and Blue from the flowing water and reef — for her to live rather comfortably on this island once the bare necessities were taken care of .   But there was barely a trace of White and Black here . Jasmine’s stomach rumbled a bit, breaking her concentration .   She drew a tiny amount of mana that was floating around her and rolled it into a ball with her fingers . She looked up at one of the tall palm trees and found coconuts ripening on it .   With an upward swing, Jasmine threw the ball of magical energy toward the tree, severing one of the coconuts from it’s single connection to the tree .   The coconut landed in a bush with a whirl of leaves and a thud .   The impact scattered two multicolored birds and a lizard .   The two strange yet elegant birds voiced their displeasure with loud unusual cries as they flapped their wings to safety .   The lizard only stuck out his tongue at the newcomer and stalked off . She reached into the bush, picked up the coconut, and found a fallen log in the sand to sit against .   She drew another tiny bit of mana and this time focused it at the tip of her finger .   Placing the finger against the coconut’s shell, it acted like a drill, boring a hole into it .   Once the mana pushed through, Jasmine was able to drink her fill of the milk inside the coconut .