The Power of a Name

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The person across from Phil fell backwards, against the tree and as they tried to stand up, they found their legs unable to move. Phil exhaled, and they found themselves pushed against a large rock, their arms splayed outwards and their eyes wide. Phil breathed a few more times before twisting his wrist and smiling as the person's scarf blew upwards to reveal their face.

They had deep brown skin which faded into a jet black colour around their eyes, similar to the black circles around a panda's eyes. Their lips were painted white and from their left eye to their left cheekbone was a white scar, which was in an almost perfect straight line, except for a slight curve in the middle. Phil didn't recognise this person, who he assumed was a woman from their feminine features and face shape.

"You know her?" Phil asked Dan, who he had almost forgotten was still there. Dan replied by telling him he didn't know who the woman was, and Phil sighed, stepping near her and placing his hand on her forehead. She gave a terrified look as he looked straight into her eyes and began to look into her mind. She had heard of what he could do, but did not expect it to happen to her.

Eyes wide, she stayed stuck to the spot as Phil tried to find her name. A name can tell a lot about a person, especially to Phil. He found that she had hidden her name exceptionally well, though not well enough, as he eventually found it and withdrew his hand from her face.

"Azia Solian," Phil said. She fell backwards as he took a step away from her, and she remained in the same place as he picked up his belongings and waved Dan over to him. Dan felt almost scared of Phil after seeing him moving a person with a swipe of his hand and looking into someone's mind just using his palm. Eventually, he followed Phil through the forest, though he kept a distance as he was still frightened of his abilities.

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