CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
MIRA
We cut some staves from saplings in the nearby woods, and I spent as much time practicing as I could manage, trying to build back my strength and endurance. The wood was a bit soft, so they didn’t fare as well when I practiced with Alénia and her longsword as the hardened staves I usually used.
It was hard to believe how much I had lost from those ten days of not using my body. And it was frustrating to not be able to do the things I was used to doing.
Meanwhile, I talked to Laila about the time spell.
“Babd come to Impané,” she said. “Ask help protect Daoine.”
Evidently, the Impané could manipulate huge amounts of magical energy but didn’t have the finesse to create complex or intricate spells. They were more like a bulldozer that could shove or pick up or d
