The cool air carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. This was it— The orbit forest, this was where Mr. M would train me.
He stood in an open clearing, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze unwavering. "Show me your skills," he commanded, his voice a low rumble.
I smirked, pushing my hair behind my ear. "You might not want to ask that. My ability is to stop time, so you won't see a thing."
A strange look flickered in his eyes, and he fell silent, simply staring. The moment stretched, growing heavy and awkward. Ughh, what's with his demeanor. It's like I'm meeting different versions of him every time we met. My cheeks flushed with heat. I averted my gaze, pretending to be unfazed, but the silence was deafening. "Have you got nothing more to say? Like, some advice...?" I finally asked, my voice a bit too sharp.
