“And the hybrids?” “Our gift was given by Bretis, the god of protection. At least, according to myth.” “What was it?” “An hourglass.” “To represent our time magic.” My heart tripped in my chest at the thought. She nodded. “And to make it easier for your ancestors to wield that power to keep their kingdom safe. Using your power won’t always be as difficult as it is now. Once you find that hourglass, you’ll be a true force on the battlefield.” My aunt’s eyes lit with a dark fire. Using my power had always drained me. Sometimes, it took such a toll that my nose bled until I became dizzy. If the
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