I finally decided on a route off the roof, and extended my unScarred hand to Mayliam. She took it eagerly.
"Goddess of air, reduce our weight that we can leap long distances."
I felt a slight drop, like I was in an elevator that just decided to go down, but ten times worse.
Mayliam shuddered, "That's a weird feeling."
"I know it. We go?"
"Where?"
I pointed north, towards the gate.
"How are we going to get there?"
I smiled, let go of her hand, ran, and leapt to the next roof. I passed over a handful of people before landing on the next roof.
Mayliam seemed unsure until I turned to leave her behind. I watched her run and hop to follow me using my 360 vision. She cleared the roof easily, landing a number of feet away from the edge.
I turned back to her. "Anything can do with gods." I said confidently.
"I know that," she huffed, "but I've never seen anyone ask the gods to be able to jump between roofs."
"There many things not see. Likely cost less than fly."
"Fly?" she shouted, "you thought about flying?"
I shrugged, and returned to the task at hand. I lead her over a second and third roof, and we arrived at the edge of the row of houses.
"That's a bit farther than these roofs," Mayliam noted, nodding to the watch post at the wall. It was shorter than the building we were standing on, but the gap to it was also much wider. Guards in armor stood at the exit, watching the streets.
"I can make jump," I said, after scanning the future moments. "You can with run."
Then, I turned from her, rolled slightly off the edge, and sprung diagonally, just as I had seen my future shadow do moments before.
I landed on my feet, but my knees crumpled under my weight, making me fall to my hands and knees.
"What was that?" a voice asked below.
"I couldn't tell. It moved too fast."
"Could it have been something magical? I heard that the target was a crazy-powerful caster."
"You sound like a fan boy. Yes, he's most likely the most powerful caster in town."
Mayliam landed next to me, falling into a crouch.
"Gah! Another one!"
"Jeromcer should have had a clear view. He's been posted up there."
"Jeromcer went to relieve himself."
"Then get up there and find out what that was!"
I extended my hand to Mayliam again. "Time go."
She grabbed it, and we jumped over the giant stakes that formed the outer wall. A guard at the foot of the stairs up to the platform we were on stared with awe, spear limp in his hand as we soared over the wall and ditch behind it.
"Is that... Us?" Mayliam shouted into the wind, pointing at a shadow twenty feet ahead of us.
I glanced at her in surprise. "You see it?"
"Yeah. What is it?"
"Six seconds to be."
"We're seeing the future?" she exclaimed.
"Yes." we landed, prepared by what our future shadows encountered. I let go of her hand so we could both run better, and we disappeared into the woods to the northwest, the direction we had taken for training three days past.
Being lighter lent us a speed that gave us relative safety in less than a minute. We continued for another couple minutes before slowing to a more sustainable pace.
Around when it was starting to get dark, we found a clearing. As I scanned the clearing, I watched shadows of the next twenty-four hours. Only we entered the clearing.
"Safe."
"Did you use that future-seeing thing again?"
"I not stop using it."
"What I don't get is how I was able to see it. Your Scarred eye can explain you seeing it, but me?"
I extended my hand.
"Oh. That is when it happened. I stopped seeing them when we stopped touching."
I nodded and dropped my hand, realizing the same thing she did. I could share the shadows through touch. "Rest. We continue after."
She nodded, and bedded down, using her pack as a pillow.
I sat guard, in case I had seen a future that no longer was. So far, I had little reason to doubt its truth, but Mayliam's life was the last thing I would gamble on that.
"Before sleep, I ask: you teach me common?"
"Of course. I'll have you fluent in a week." she mumbled.
"A week?" I chuckled.
"Yeah," she bolted upright, "Wait no. I'm willing to try that, but I can't make that promise."
"Not worry."
"The word is 'don't'."
"I understand now. Rest."
I sat watch while she laid herself back down and closed her eyes. I was rested from my three days of doing nothing. That in combination with the ability I seemed to have meant that I would easily be able to keep watch for several days. But knowing Mayliam, she would try to take a shift before I reached my limits.
I checked my pool of mana, and noticed it decreasing faster than it had before. Because the targets of the truth spell had spread out now? If so, that had interesting implications on how magic worked. Regardless, is dispelled the current drain on my mana, the truth spell.
As the shadows of future sight predicted, we were undisturbed through the night.
Mayliam woke to the smell of breakfast being cooked. I had used the techniques I had taught her to kill some smaller mammals that had ventured a little too close over the night. They roasted over a cooking fire I had assembled with magic.
She groaned sleepily before sitting up, eyes half open.
"Morning, Argo," she said, slurring her words.
Either she slurred the end of my current name incoherently, or she had just given me a nickname.
"Morning, Mayliam."
"I had this sweet dream about how your trial went weird. They blamed you for being Chaos Scarred. You argued that they were accusing you for being you."
"That happen."
"Oh. Okay." she took a strip of meat I offered her, and nibbled on one end.
I took a piece myself, putting an entire strip in my mouth and chewing.
After an unceremonious breakfast, I stretched. "Let the lessons begin."