"It won't matter," I said, my head shaking, heart slamming wildly in my chest. "I'm not strong. Not strong enough. I have one gift, and it's—" "You have many gifts," Laszlo said sharply, glaring at me over the edge of his glasses. "They are not up for critique. And you may not have more than human strength, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't train what you do have."
