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.

I cut my trickle of magic as it dives straight for Magister

It, too, disappears.

end, I'm left

my magic

Magister Orion announces on the

"How do you

the wall behind me. "The

modern-looking clocks on the wall. One displays a countdown for our time in the training room, while the other

gives me an odd look. "What's

with numbers," I explain, gesturing to

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eagerly. "We've always used clocks with numbers. What other kind

clock to someone who's never seen one? They have hands that go around

confusion. "A circle? Why? Why do you need hands? Is it

circle?"

the hands-well, they're actually needles that point to

the tip of his nose in thought. The numbers one

1 nod.

you tell time with

an hour, or five minutes. The big needle is for minutes and the short needle

only have

before noon. And then there's P.M., which is after

can be so very strange. This technology of yours brings you backward." Giving

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

run for the hills and give up

my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more: the power inside of me is easier to grasp, though it feels like it wiggles in

hands.

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

eyes snap open and I stare in exasperation. "Why didn't you tell me

that fills the room. "How would I know if I didn't watch you trying to

is fair, but I still feel like he's dragged me around for way too long. "Fair point. So,

should I do?"

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