Jenifer pov
As the week passed, tensions ran high at both Zayla’s and my houses as we planned the trip to Cordiva. I have been feeling bad since I heard that voice a couple of weeks ago, so I upped the training. We had combat training along with defensive training, and even added weapons so that even though Zayla hadn’t shifted yet, she could protect herself.
“Now, try a picture of someone approaching you from a distance. Close your eyes and call on your fire. After you have, it opens your eyes and aims.” I instructed Zalya,
She nods in agreement. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, then brings her hand palm out. A moment later, a fireball appears hovering above her hand, dancing to its hypnotic song. Then her eyes snap open, and she throws the fireball toward the Mannikin. It
