With a wave of my hand the bubble around Galga’s head popped. The maid servant clasped her right hand to her chest tight as she gasps for air.
“This is your third attempt” she complained “whatever it is you are doing is not working”
She did a sharp inhale of breath and looked at me frightened. “I’m sorry for my outburst”
I waved her off “There is nothing to apologize for. You are absolutely right.”
I paced the room trying I get to think up a different way to form an air pocket around someone’s head. My mind however turned up blank.
“What did it feel like when I put the bubble around your head”
Galga gave me a confused look.
“What I mean is how did the bubble feel?” I sighed how do I ask this?
Galga thought for a moment “if feels like the air is being pushed away.”
Pushed away?
