Chapter Twenty-one
*Mila*
It’s been two days and I haven’t seen or heard from Elijah. Not that I’m complaining. I’ve spent time training with Clarice and made more progress in less than 48 hours than I could have ever imagined.
In addition to lighting candles and unlocking doors, I now can move things without touching them, such as opening doors and pulling out chairs. Thanks to a somewhat reluctant chauffeur, I’m getting pretty good at manipulation too. I can make him moo like a cow and do headstands.
“Your magic has been locked up for too long,” Clarice says to me now, as we practice defensive magic in the basement. “It’s still gaining strength fast, though, which is good. You’re going to need it to get yourself out of here.”
She lunges at me and I swiftly knock her to the mat wi
