Grace furrowed her brow in concentration, her hands curling into fists at her sides. She tried to do as she was told, but for the first time in a long while, she was feeling at a complete loss about something.
While Rune's directions sounded simple, she felt like he had asked her to do the impossible. She couldn't even recall what exactly she did when she threw him down the building.
Letting out a deep exhale, she tried to calm herself down and focused on moving the cushion. If her power was to control things with her thoughts, then what she needed to do to move the cushion was just to think of it, right?
With that conclusion in mind, she thought about the cushion moving. At the very same time, she tried to focus on the warmth that she could still feel lingering within her. It wasn't easy - to focus on two entirely different places, but she still tried to do it anyway.
