“So this confirms my suspicions.” Sometimes I forget Julian is a scholar and a scientist. But he’s always quick to remind me. “You produced electrical energy.” Now I’m really confused. “Right. That’s my ability, Julian.” “No, I thought your ability was the power to manipulate, not create,” he says, his voice dropping gravely. “No one can create, Mare.” “But that doesn’t make sense. The nymphs—” “Manipulate water that already exists. They can’t use what isn’t there.”
