So, let’s begin.” Yavara sat upright, eager to learn. Prestira gently took Yavara’s hand into her own and traced the line on Yavara’s palm. Yavara looked at me with a confused expression, and I simply nodded my head toward Prestira. She refocused her public attention on the witch, whose white irises were now rolled back into her head, the sclera glowing a slight yellow. “You have five natural arcane abilities, Yavara.” Prestira’s voice was hypnotic, “Telekinesis, the ability to manipulate matter with your mind; inferno, the ability to produce flame from your palms; indoctrination, the ability to control minds; and healing, which is self-explanatory. There is one power that I don’t recognize… a transformative power? But not of yourself. Curious. japanese The elves are looking for their lost princess in every corner of the world, and you need to stay hidden. I think the most useful ability to learn at this moment is indoctrination. What do you think?” Prestira’s eyes rolled forward, the glow receding from the edges. Yavara nodded readily. “Good,” amateur Prestira smiled, producing a small cage, “I have here, three mice. I will indoctrinate one, afterwards I will explain how I did it. When I am done, you will attempt to do the same on another. Don’t be discouraged if you fail; it takes most people decades to learn such a craft, but you are born with it. We just need to unlock it.” Prestira took a mouse from the cage and let it run freely around the room. The creature searched frantically for a hole to crawl into, scuttling around the moldings that edged the room. It found a crack in the wall, and darted into it before stopping dead in its tracks. The mouse abruptly stood on its hind legs and saluted Yavara, who let out a delighted giggle in response. The mouse marched to Yavara, bowed its head, and then died on the spot, blood pooling from its eyes and nose. Yavara gasped in horror. “Why did you do that?!” asian She cried. I almost raised an eyebrow. This was the woman who’d gone out of her way to kill Brock’s men, and now fretted over the death of a rodent who could barely claim sentience? “I was not born with the gift of indoctrination, so my intrusion into the mouse’s mind was not natural.” Prestira adorable explained gently, “I can control small-minded beings like mice for a matter of seconds, larger beings like wolves for minutes, and a humanoid for maybe an hour, before they have an aneurysm and die. You, on the other hand, can control a creature for as long as your attention allows, and no harm will come to the beast.” “It was innocent.” Yavara lamented, taking the little corpse from the floor and cradling it in her palms. 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