Forcing myself to be casual, I sat on the sofa with my shoes off and my legs beside me. Mordecai chose a nearby chair practically facing me, and Abbott sat in another chair off to the side, as if he were an observer and not part of the conversation.
"It took me a decent amount of research and consideration to figure out what you're doing," Mordecai told me. "You're using an old skill, but since you stumbled onto it and have figured it out with no instruction, you're using it in a different way than I've seen it used in the past."
Something shifted in the room, and I followed it to Abbott. He didn't look different, but I pulled my brows together and looked at him, trying to figure out what felt different.
Abbott noted my expression and looked at Mordecai. "I've heard of humans who could form their aura into a sword. I thought it was legend?"
