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Chapter 295
The result was nowhere near as crisp and clean as she would have liked, but she did manage to break her beam into several uneven parts. The hard rock was unmarked by the blasts, but that didn’t concern her at this point.
“Not bad for a first attempt,” Dominic said. “Not bad at all.” The wizard returned to his seat upon the boulder. “Try again.”
For the next twenty minutes, Leesa repeated her effort more than a dozen times. Occasionally, Dominic would stop her and offer some instruction. With each attempt her control grew better, until her final try resulted in quick bursts of energy that were nearly all the same length.
Dominic pushed himself up from the boulder. “Well done,” he said. “Now we need to work on the strength of your beam.”
He shuffled over to the rocky outcropping, motioning Leesa to follow. She joined him beside the rock wall.
Dominic held his hand out so that it was ju
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