Jade: The Hybrid Mage
“Real charming. Punches like a wrecking ball. Still pissed I broke his favorite saber when I was ten.”
Lotanni stood nearby, pacing slowly.
“She’s fighting her old mentor, right?” I asked.
Orin nodded. “Mage with familiar magic. Guy taught half her village. Doesn’t go easy.”
Lotanni returned from her latest round not long after, her braid messy, her eyes dark.
“Two minutes flat,” she said dully. “No progress.”
“Still longer than either of us,” I offered.
She didn’t answer.
Nyomei had it worse—or stranger.