Kaleth and the others are finally ready to face Enor and end the war once and for all. But being ready for it and actually managing to do so are two different things. And with Enor having tens of thousands of soldiers following every one of his comm...
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The more Nef helped Nira test and train her powers, the more hesitant he got about the whole thing. And also kind of insecure since he was now the only one without fancy powers aside from Kara, but that was besides the point.
It wasn't even that Nira could now bend metal with her bare hands. He actually found the powers really badass, but the way Nira went around trying to get better at controlling them was...concerning.
She didn't need to eat or sleep now, so she didn't, and instead just kept trying to lift something with her mind or punch a hole through a wall with as little use of energy as possible. Nef had constructed a device in the form of a headband to help monitor that, though it still had its bugs, and he'd been happy to help with that, but unlike his girlfriend, he was still pretty damned limited.
She hadn't actually said anything, but Nef could tell she was always disappointed when he reminded her he needed a break. And maybe a bit annoyed, too. And that would probably be fine if this wasn't Nira. She'd never acted like this towards him. She seemed to be completely disregarding what Nef might want or need, and the one time he'd tried to imply he wasn't all that thrilled about this attitude she reminded him that the fate of the world was at stake, to which Nef had no comeback.
And sure, she was right about that, but again, Nira hadn't really acted this way towards him before. And given how much more openly irritated and resentful Kaleth had gotten over the months Nef had known the guy, he was starting to think this was all due to Nira and him absorbing all that energy. But at least Kaleth listened to Mel when the guy scolded him—Nira didn't want to listen to Nef about any of this at all.
He was just scared this whole thing would change her and not for the better, and he didn't want her to lose herself in what he was pretty sure was just about revenge. She kept saying that she had to do this to save her country, but Nef was having his doubts.
And while his mother had been mostly keeping to herself for the last few days, which was odd in itself, she had implied that she agreed with Nef's sentiments for once. He was glad that at least he didn't have to keep fighting with his mother over his involvement here, anymore.
Nef was brought out of his thoughts as the sword Nira had been making float with her mind clanged against the concrete ground. He watched her sigh and shake her head as she ran a hand through her hair.
"How long was that?" she asked, looking over at him. She looked really tired, but like hell was she going to listen to Nef if he bothered telling her to take it easy.
He quickly checked the computer screen that was showing him data from Nira's headband. "Um, a bit over five minutes."
Nira sighed and rubbed at her eyes. "That's worse than yesterday."
"Realistically, why would you need to know how to make something float in the air for several minutes?"
The scowl Nef got for that was kind of harsh. Sure, he knew that he'd been joking a bit, and Nira clearly wasn't in the mood for that, but still a bit uncalled for.
