This again.
Not just big bro Luke, that senile old geezer, and now this traumatized elf prince, too. Why was everyone so obsessed with where I stand, anyway?
"And why do I have to choose?" I glared at the elf prince.
"Not choosing is also a 'choice'." He glared back.
"No, what I mean is, why do I have to tell you my choice?"
"Because I will decide your fate depending on your answer."
"I will decide my own fate, not you."
'BAM!'
The ground beneath us shook the moment I used my psychokinesis skill. The neat thing about training with Elena, was that she specifically taught me about exclusivity, which was basically restricting my area of effect to only a specific area.
I raised the ground beneath us in an extremely fast motion, and launched us high into the air.
"Jeanne! Help!" I shouted at her.
