The Little Rabid Rat

-Karen-

I was classed as an intermediate Mage and my goal was to get my advanced status by my birthday. It was about a week away now but with Zachary invading, it felt like that goal was not going to get reached at all. I was pushing myself to learn new spells since Conor had graciously made a deal with his father two weeks ago that would allow me to use my soul jewel twice a week for about three to four hours at a time so I could continue to practice my magic. Part of the stipulations that I was not to be left alone during practice, so it was a good thing that Joanne and Bart liked to watch me practice. My current goal was trying to expand my magical stamina without incurring the black marks. The only way to make that happen would be to practice.

I was almost finished practicing and I sensed Conor’s presence appearing close to where Joanne and Bart were standing. Yay! He made it after all! “Ground Spears!” I raised my right arm to guide the magic up in the direction I wanted. “Wind S