Tangled

Chapter 245

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245 Ava: Magic Boot Camp

Magister Orion keeps me in the training room for an entire week.

Eating. Sleeping. It doesn't matter; I do it all there.

At first, it's weird. I'm always rushing, wanting to go back, to see if we've heard from Sister Miriam or Selene, but Magister Orion points out every time-enough time hasn't passed in our

world.

It's weird. I don't think it'll ever feel right.

"How long has it been? Didn't you say it changes?"

"It changes from time to time, but stays stable for long periods." He rests in a hammock, swaying from two palm trees in the middle of our weird, metal training room. He looks like he's on

vacation.

Marcus is watching in silence, as he always does.

Vanessa's asleep in her own hammock. They've been taking turns.

Me?

I'm drenched in sweat, but there are three different flames, about an inch in size, floating in the

air in front of me. It's little more than candle-strength, but I'm proud of it.

Maybe it doesn't sound like much, but it's massive progress.

Instead of pestering Magister Orion for a more concrete answer, I try to pull the three flames together and merge them into one.

It all falls apart after that.

and I cut my trickle of magic as it

It, too, disappears.

left

I mutter, cutting my magic and watching it fade

the Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces on the heels of

blink, surprised. "How

wall behind me. "The room

a countdown for our time in the training room, while the

Orion gives me an

numbers," I explain, gesturing to the

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245 Ava Magic Boot

"We've always used clocks

one? They have hands that go around in a circle, and go

fades to confusion. "A circle? Why? Why do

circle?"

actually needles that

rubs the tip of his nose in thought. The numbers

1 nod.

tell time with

hour, or five minutes. The big needle is for minutes

only have twelve

A.M., so before noon. And then there's P.M., which

his head, a bemused expression on his face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology of yours brings you backward." Giving up on the clock explanation,

clocks just makes my head hurt. I have no idea how elementary teachers can throw knowledge at children; I'm trying to teach an adult and I already want to tear my hair out. Imagine teaching

didn't all run for the

turn my focus back to my training. I close my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more: the power inside of me is easier to grasp, though it feels like

hands.

cuts through my concentration. "Focus on gathering your magic inside of you until it's stable. Your control is

and I stare in exasperation. "Why didn't you tell me that earlier? I've been

chuckles, a deep rumble that fills the room. "How would I know

is fair, but I still feel like he's dragged me around for

should I do?"

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