Student or Learner
The second we stepped into the alcove, I felt Jenna’s hand slip from mine. Then everything went dark, and I cried out as a vicious pounding started in my temple. It felt like a migraine, only about a hundred times more intense. Dimly, some part of my brain registered that I should stop being surprised when magic stuff sucked way harder than I thought it was going to.?? God knows I ought to be used to it by now.
There was a vague (data) information somewhere in my brain, (maybe she learned at wicth school) says that when magic stuff went harder than I was expecting, I should be calm???