“You’ve wielded lightning besides yesterday’s display during the War Games?” I debate keeping my answer to myself, but my silence isn’t going to help. “A few times.” “And both times were the result of emotional reactions?” Tairn snorts, and I smack his foreleg with the back of my hand. “Yes.” “Well, then start there. Ground in your power and try to feel whatever it was you were feeling.” He goes back to his notebook. “Should I get the wingleader?” Tairn flat-out laughs in my head. “Shut up.”
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