Day Thirty-Four
Dear Diary,
When I wake up, I’m still in the human bed at Griff’s house. My head’s still pretty woozy.
Roooooar!
Ominous cries echo through the bedroom door. I’ve heard such things before.
An orc.
Images appear. I picture the sun cobra attacking me right before my birthday, as well as my little bunny-saurus striking back.
That was fun.
No question in my mind. This is another assassin of some kind. Maybe not from Lazare, but Earth is full of monsters.
Whatever this terror is, it’s going down.
My heart thuds. The problem is, how do I get more ley magic? Kneeling on the fluffy carpet, I set my palms against the floor. Ley magic pulses under the house.
I scratch at the floor, wondering if I can pull up the power through the carpet.
That doesn’t work.
So I try somet
