
"One of the Elven Elders said that I was special, unlike other elves. He said that I could do things others can't. I think this is the first one." Kasha said.

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"I guess so." She sighed, sheathing her sword. Then she let her hand limply hang by her side, then looked at Thane.

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"Yep." Peter smiled down at Rhea

"I.. I don't know. Once when I was young.. I lost my book and was desperate. I closed my eyes and wished I could find it right in my hand, and then it was.." She said, startled.

Peter wraps an arm around her.

Kasha rolled her eyes. Then reached to her sword to check it, finding it gone. "What?!" She did something she had only done once. She closed her eyes and imagined her sword in her hand and when she opened them, her sword was in her hand, having literally materialising out of thin air.

She saw him looking around and tilted her head. "What's wrong?" The elf asked.

"If I knew, I would have told you in the beginning" she crossed her arms.

He laughed, as he held her.

He takes her hand and pulls himself up, accidentally unbalancing Rhea. She was about to fall whrn he caught her.

"Trust me fighting is not a good thing. I need to hold myself back" Kasha said, looking up at his face.

"Yes I can fight. But I rarely do, because I trnd to get out of control" she answered, looking at the ground.

He smirked. "But it is late"

He waits for her to get off.

The sky was darkening, and Peter frowned. "Rhea I think it would be better to go back now."

He laughed and hugged her, Rhea was lying on top of him.