-THEIA-
"Alright, let’s give it another shot. Keep your focus on the wound," Phoebe said, her voice steady but carrying a hint of encouragement.
The crisp morning air embraced us as we stood outside the little cottage, the scent of dew and earth mingling with the soft rustle of leaves.This became our ritual—five days from the moment I woke up, each morning was dedicated to unlocking my elusive healing powers under Phoebe’s patient guidance. As the sun moved higher in the sky, Aquila would enter, her lessons sharp and fierce, teaching me the art of combat.
Although I was improving my combat skills under Aquila's rigorous training, my healing abilities seemed determined to challenge me. As much as I wanted to, no spark of magic came to life under my touch. Each time, we pricked a finger -
