I slam my hand on the table, frustration boiling over. "What's the point of all this magical training if I can't even activate a simple orb?"
The communication ball sits there, mocking me with its inert silence. I've tried everything I can think of—touching it, willing it to work, even whispering different incantations I can barely remember. I'm not even sure what most of them are for.
Nothing.
Vanessa places a gentle hand on my shoulder. "Ava, we weren't expecting your connection to magic to be cut off so suddenly. Your training was brief."
"I know, I know." Running a hand through my hair, I blow out a long sigh. "I just wish I'd started earlier. Maybe things would be easier now."
If only I'd known then what I know now. But hindsight's always perfect, isn't it?
