“Obviously you have no ability to move objects so let’s try fire. He reminded me of a blade of grass, including a sharp edge-his tongue. Tall and lean, his physique matched a typical Greenblade Clan member. I imagined the room’s warmth following the green veins that streaked the stone to escape outside.ĭax Greenblade, my friend, pulled his tunic down. The white marble walls, while wonderful during the hot season, sucked all the heat from the air throughout the cold season. Despite a small fire in the hearth, the rugs and the closed shutters, the living room was icy. Though not from lack of trying, my shirt clung to my sweaty skin.Ī sudden chill shook me. My efforts to restore Irys’s cozy layout and to stop an end table from chasing me, failed. He had rearranged the furniture, lining up the plush armchairs in neat rows and turning the couch over on its side with his power. Practicing on the ground floor of Irys’s Keep tower-well, mine too, since she has given me three upper floors to use-I tried not to let my own aggravation interfere.ĭax attempted to teach me how to move objects with magic. Dax and I had been working on expanding my magical abilities without success. “Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not the one who attached the all-powerful to the title.” I pulled a black strand of hair from my eyes. Where’s the fun in that?” He threw his long thin arms up in mock frustration. “An all-powerful Soulfinder who is not all-powerful. “That’s pathetic, Yelena.” Dax complained.
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