Báine limped to the sitting room then flopped onto the cream carpet, her chest heaving. “I wish I could say never again”, she panted. Báine may have been a beginner but Laura didn't hold any punches, although they stretched mostly. Báine was as stiff as a board, and Laura would not stand for it.
She looked to the ceiling as she calmed her breath, her eyes traced designs of fruit and flowers are carved into the moulding. The centrepiece flower resembled the one Merlin made earlier. She must really like those flowers, huh? Báine raised her hand, her pointer finger in the centre of the carving. She closed her eyes and thought back to Merlin's instruction.
“Imagine your mana like a rushing Waterfall when you need power”, her hand buzzed as lightning formed in her palm. Its arms shot out cha
