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.

bounces off, and I cut my trickle of magic as it dives straight for Magister

It, too, disappears.

left with one

cutting my magic and watching

Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces on the

blink, surprised. "How do you

points at the wall behind

to see two modern-looking clocks on the wall. One displays a countdown for our time in the training room, while the other shows the time and date in the Fae Ward. "Wait, the Fac use

an odd look. "What's

numbers," I explain, gesturing

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clocks with numbers.

someone who's never seen one? They have hands that go around in a circle, and go

Why do you need hands? Is it to move

circle?"

they're actually needles that point

the tip of his nose in thought. The

1 nod.

tell time with

number is either an hour, or five minutes. The big

have

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

bemused expression on his face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology of yours

throw knowledge at children; I'm trying to teach an adult and I already want to tear my

all run for the hills

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 it

hands.

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

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

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

feel like he's dragged me around

should I do?"

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