Hunted Sorcery (Jon Oklar Book 2) by B.T. Narro

Author:B.T. Narro [Narro, B.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-10T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

I was on the ground, my hand covering the imprint of Leon’s boot on my forehead. “Why the hell did you do that?” I yelled at him.

“You couldn’t see it from your angle,” he said as he retrieved his boot. “It was going to work if you just held it stronger. Or maybe if I didn’t throw it as hard.”

“Again, why the hell did you do that?”

Michael pulled me up. He was still chuckling a bit.

“We needed to test it,” Leon answered. “Hold still.” He slapped his hand on my forehead and healed my pain away. “All right, now one more time.”

“Did you see anything?” I asked Michael.

“I saw you get hit in the face with his boot. That’s about it.”

“Maybe I only felt your spell and imagined I saw it,” Leon said. “But I know your mana changed when the boot came in contact with it. I felt it.”

“I couldn’t hold it much stronger than that. If you insist on throwing your boot, at least toss it underhand.”

“Fine. Go again. There isn’t much daylight left.”

I lifted my hand as I split my mana three ways.

“This time,” Leon instructed, “try to catch the boot with your mana. Go.”

It was a hint, or more than just a hint perhaps, but he hadn’t given me time to think about it as he motioned like he would toss the boot.

I casted the spell, three octaves of G. I could feel the mana as a cluster in front of me. It wanted to do something but I couldn’t tell what.

Leon tossed his boot. I directed the mana I was holding to the path in front of it, instructing the mana to catch the boot.

It collided with my mana, and I felt the weight of the item threatening to pull my mana apart. It wasn’t that it was so heavy, but the tension was high, as if I was trying to catch a small pebble with a thin sheet of parchment. I felt that I had to bend my mana in the same way I would the parchment so it wouldn’t rupture.

Amazingly, the mana seemed to bend around the boot on its own. The energy that was connected to my mind seemed to truly come alive. It all happened in a blink, my mana enclosing around the boot and suspending it in the air.

It only lasted a breath before the boot tore through my mana and fell to the ground, but I had seen it. I had felt it. I had suspended Leon’s boot in the air.

“Oh my god,” I said as I started to realize the implication. “It grabbed the boot without me even telling it to.”

“What do you mean by grabbed, exactly?” Leon was hinting at something.

“I mean it moved around the boot to enclose it.”

“Like the way a baby might instinctively grab a finger?” he asked. “Or more like the way a flytrap might close around a fly? What did it feel like?”

“Like a flytrap,” I answered. “Like it wanted to trap the boot.

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