“I can do that.” I sucked in a breath, then took a step forward. The elemental power inside me was still fresh and new, but it was easy for me to reach. First air, from my oldest friend, Erroh. I made it swirl around me, the wind rustling my hair and dress. Next, water, from my flirtatious lover, Carth. I gathered it from the stream and made a ball of it in my palm. Third was fire, from my devoted protector, Zain. I pulled it from the fire pit and made the flames dance in my other hand. Then it was earth, from my solemn mate, Parin. I made the ground under me rumble and thrust up, lifting me above everyone else on a piece of jutting rock.
That might have done it, but I couldn’t forget my final mate, Varek, even if no one had expected him. I let out a burst of death magic, making the grass
