Rae’s point of view
I woke up excited to head to training and get out my sword. I really needed to think of a name for it. Hmm, maybe Dancing Fire. That sounded nice. I know I am getting ahead of myself as it is not officially mine till after I master it but I just had a good feeling that wouldn’t take too long to do. It felt like I was made to hold it. For the brief moment I had my power running through it yesterday it felt just like another part of my body. I rushed off excited to feel Dancing Fire’s steel in my hand again.
I got the field and quickly finished the warm up laps and headed into combat training. We were still working with dry weapons, no powers, but I was excited still. But as I blocked, parried, and attacked I felt my mind wander back to Michael.
