Chapter 31: A Catalyst
*Mika*
The skeleton of a deer stood there staring at me as I kept my hand thrust out in front of me. My focus remained unbroken for about five seconds before I lowered my arm, shattering the spell. Bones clattered down onto the grass, making clicking noises as they knocked together. I let out a breath, exhaustion rushing through my body at this latest attempt. In the yard and under a waning half-moon, I practiced my necromancy some more, wanting to grow my power in any way that I could to help.
The problem was, my confidence was wavering a bit. Reginald clapped his hands in excitement at me despite this, and let out a cheer. “Look at you! You’re improving immensely. You’re going to be incredibly potent when you’ve put in more time to curate your abilities,” the shifter said. I gave a half-shrug, rubbing my arm and shaking my head slowly.