No, no, no, no... “NO!”
Ehrien’s scream was so loud, it scratched her throat on its way out. Then silence.
The girl looked up from her hands to find herself at the centre of the arena. There was no crowd, only those sitting on the bleachers. Staring.
And that had been the test.
She remembered now, she remembered the professor taking her to a table to write down her name, wishing her good luck and then... well, then came the illusion.
The size of the illusion was proportional to her power, times the power that the test monitors were releasing – the math had been explained to her while she signed up for the test. What they analysed was her ability to then break it down. Which she had. And by the looks on Heath and Oliver’s faces, she’d done it well. Too well. She had screwed up.
The ev
