2025-01-19 18:12:24You know that moment when you realize you've been played? Yeah, that feeling was creeping up on me like a bad sunburn.
The jungle around us was alive with sound, but all I could hear was my own heartbeat matching the rhythm of the energy pulsing through my fingers. Bzzt. Bzzt. Each spark felt stronger than the last.Njusa stood there, watching me with those eyes that seemed to see right through you. "Tell me about Orion," he said, like he was asking about the weather."Nothing to tell." I tried to focus on maintaining the energy field around my hand. It flickered like a bad TV signal."No?" His voice had this way of getting under your skin. "The way I hear it, he must quite remarkable. He must have mastered advanced techniques in days. Natural talent."The energy spiked. A nearby branch crackled and burst into blue flames."That's nice," I muttered, but my throat felt tight. Like someone was squeezing it."Nice?" Njusa l
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