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I was to lob it at one of the targets he’d set up, which was just a bunch of boulders with a cardboard cutout leaning on it. He had quite a few stacked up and ready to replace any burned ones.
Once he finished his explanation, I focused on the target closest to me. I drew in a steady breath as I kept calm, imagining the fireball soaring through the air as I attempted to toss it.
It died as soon as it left my hand.
Wonderful. Time for a new tactic then.
I willed another fireball forth, and this time, I focused on my inner power, calling upon it to help me work through this tough one.
Throw after throw, the fireball stayed alive slightly longer, and by the time I was panting from mental exertion, I’d successfully hit one target.
“Wonderful! You’re getting the hang of it. Now, I need you to extinguish it from a distance,” Mr. Baron called out. He’d put himself at a safe distance to avoid becoming chargrilled in the event of a problem.
I nodded as I reached out with my hand and willed the flames to die down, picturing them fading away.
Somehow, the flames exploded instead, setting the other targets alight.
Great. This was going swell.
Bug came to my rescue and extinguished the flames before they spread.
“Well, this will be your new thing to keep practicing. Tossing them and putting the fire out,” Mr. Baron informed me.
As if it was going to be easy.
Chumley informed me we’d been at it for nearly two hours now, and we’d have to call it quits pretty soon to head to our History class instead.
I honestly was looking forward to resting my mind from this insane focus. Although studying textbooks was probably just going to give me a headache after this.
I tried hurling a few more fireballs once Bug set up new targets, but it was to no avail. I’d overexerted myself for the day. I’d have to continue training tomorrow.
I found myself in combat class after lunch. I’d had to take painkillers to stave off the headache that had started up during History. But I’d completed my essay and handed it in, which I was proud of.
Weapons training had gone over well, and I was getting better with my aim. I didn’t dare try to call upon my inner power during weapons training for risk of hurting one of the other students.
When it was just Chum and Bug, I’d tried a little bit, but I had a feeling I was too depleted to do much with it.
Now I sat on the sidelines with Diane after we’d sparred a bit in close combat and practiced some defensive maneuvers.
“Have to admit, they’re damn good looking,” Diane sighed as she admired Bug and Chum as they sparred.
We’d changed into workout clothes for this, gym shorts and crop tops for the girls, while the guys went shirtless with shorts.
“Yeah,” I murmured as I watched my hellhounds toss one another with ease for practice.
They were evenly matched, even though Chumley was much more solid and buff. Despite being taller, Bug was more agile than him.
I couldn’t help myself as I ogled them, and Diane laughed when she noticed.
“Tell me, have things changed at all with any of them?” she asked quietly.
“What do you mean?” I shot back quickly, knowing I was giving myself away as my cheeks flushed.
She just chuckled at my expense.
“I thought it might have. You guys have such a connection, all of you. Hadley and I have discussed it. We think it’s cute, and we’ve been wagering who you’ll end up with,” Diane mused.
Guilt gnawed at me at that information. Who I’d end up with was a bet between them?
