Morning classes passed in a blur of more defensive lessons, good-luck-with-being-a-necromancer lectures, and cramps in my hand from taking so many notes.
And then it was time for Psycho-Physical Education with Ramsey. This should go well. We hadn't officially cancelled our training session today, but because of what had happened this morning, that was pretty much a given.
His threat in the library flared sharply in some of the upperclassmen we passed in the hallway between classes, their glares hard, but no one tried anything. Yet. A good thing since my magic reserves were near empty after this morning. If I used up all of it, I ran the risk of mage's oblivion, which was a deep coma.
My heart ricocheted against my ribs as we neared the gym. "Anything?" I asked Seph.
"Not yet." She did
