Breakfast

This has not been good, not even close. Unable to use ki and magic, what a pain. 'Naive of me to think I could win the latent-potential lottery of powers.' At least Crowe had tried to help with the issue but without a good result.

After the fruitless endeavor, he returned to be beside the sleeping form — or the closest to it — of Yraka. His sleep is almost worthy of envy… "You have a problem of thinking out loud. Wassup, what is bothering you this time?"

He screeches, slightly taken aback by the red fairy's words, his "eyes" shining red. "Don't be like that, you should be used to my shenanigans by now. Say, you look like someone who ate something they don't like."

"Sigh… yeah. There is someone here capable of using ki, like the life energy and battle aura kind of stuff. She said I have zero potential for it and won't be able to use it. Magic I can understand, but this is a little too much… I wanted a win too, you know."