Chapter 16: Just a Drop
*Mika*
Reginald and I had gone through a bit more necromancy training. Using magic was both euphoric and draining; the power that flowed through my veins helped me feel elated, floating, on top of the world, but also burned me out like a candle that’d been on for too long. I hadn’t accomplished much aside from waking up the rabbit, then causing a skeleton to walk for a few seconds before collapsing. Just that had taken a lot out of me, but I felt a new sense of excitement that I didn’t have before.
Reginald kept apologizing for my circumstance every so often,, and I had to reassure him that things were alright. I didn’t know the full scope of exactly what I was getting into, but I’d need to take it in stride. The problem was Abby. She was my best friend and going to become really tired of whatever excuse I came up with. Heck, she sounded skeptical in her responses to my texts saying I was getting offered a lot to stay here.