Second Day Jitters

The second day was even more grueling than the first.

Diane Grandville was their instructor for the day and as usual, she looked the part.

Her dark hair was gathered in a no-nonsense ponytail.

She wore cargo pants, combat boots, and a tank top that showed off the sinew in her arms.

She had a high forehead and hollow cheeks that made her look like an exotic cat.

They were made to gather in a hall much like the sparring room. Eleven lecterns had been installed into the floor, each for one trainee and one of Diane.

She began. “Today, we will learn the art of MANNA control. MANNA is, at the end of the day, what sets you apart from the average person. Controlling this gift is not a skill to be taken lightly, as it requires focus, discipline, and dedication.”

As the lesson progressed, Diane showed them how to channel their MANNA.

Her clan had the ability to control aspects of time, she told them.

Due to the delicate nature of their ability an almost surgical control of MANNA is