“Incoming!”
Zach spun in time to see a large rock the size of a basketball screeching through the air before landing about twenty feet from them. The charred stone smoked a little as if it had fallen through layers of the atmosphere or been put under massive pressure.
“Sorry!” Mitch jogged over. “Everyone okay?”
“Why, yes.” Cybele stared at the rock. “How did you do that?”
Mitch shoved his hands in his pockets. “It’s a quirk I have. My body collects hygroelectrical power from the humidity in the air. When it gets to a certain level, I have to expel it.”
Cybele nodded thoughtfully. “A wonderful gift.”
Mitch cringed. “Not so much when I haven’t always had the best control.”
Zach sympathized. “Heard you were able to save others and some of the land because of your ability during the re
