Flashback 29

“I am in the middle of training. What is it?” RuIng whispered.

Everything was darkish red with a slight light from outside RuIng’s robe. Everything else was chaotic. There were people crying and shouting and coughing and begging. RuIng sounded pretty calm.

Sevir whispered back, “reschedule today’s lesson. Grandfather is dragging me to work with him. Courtesy of the new therapist.”

“Hmmm.”

Sevir heard a little more before he pulled back the fire.

When RuIng came back in a few hours, Sevir asked curiously, “what kind of training was it?”

“Senses. That’s what I wanted to talk about today.”

“Every beast is born with some enhanced sense. The other sense develops eventually as we rank up.”

Sevir frowned. “How is it trained?”

“I do not know about other schools of learning, but for us, a suzerain expert in illusion and compulsion casts an illusion on separate groups of people. She compels us to come out of it only using our senses.”

“What do you see for hearing?”