Finley Cai Aies Hall: April 15th, 20XX
My stomach tossed and turned as I flew. A projectile whizzed past my ear and ruined my balance as I belatedly tried to dodge it.
I felt my wings stiffen and drop me into a free fall. I choked back a scream and instead focused on regaining control of them. While this wasn’t the first time this had happened, but it was still scary.
Cambridge slightly held off on attacking me with the projectiles as I regained my balance but resumed the barrage as soon as I stabilized.
My hands tightened around the wooden staff I’d turned my wand into, and I tried to synchronize my eyes with my body. Training with Theodulus helped me become familiar with what I could do and how to do it, but adding my wings into the mix complicated things.
“Excellent, your majesty!
