"So when you go on the offense, you should try and focus all your power into your hands for quick access. It's easier to use- are you paying attention?"
Clay shot a glare at his brother who was absolutely not paying attention to the magic lesson. Fletch was instead making small shapes in midair with small bursts of magic.
"Yeah yeah," He said, looking over his shoulder at Clay, "I'm sorta paying attention. Magic and all that."
Clay sighed. It had been a week since they had seen any activity from Monstrox and Ruina, and everyone was getting restless. It didn't help that Allie was doing everything in her power to make Robin's life a living hell, or that Aaron kept going out every night on these 'secret missions'. Clay pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. All of this would probably be tolerable if Fletch could learn some more about his powers during the break, but no. Apparently his brother was too busy being immature. He let his arm form into a long single blade, and rushed at Fletch.
If normal lessons weren't working, then maybe he'd have to turn to learning by experience.
Fletch was blown backwards by the sudden attack, but he recovered quickly, taking his bow off of his back and using it to deflect Clay's advances. His bow bent threateningly under the weight of Clay's blade and body, any more hard hitting attacks like that and it would break. He turned and ran in the opposite direction, thanking god that he was faster than his brother. Clay reared back as Fletch pulled his bowstring. Clay ducked, narrowly avoiding the attack, and then the door to the holodeck opened.
The magic arrow flew through the air, only to be caught by the person standing in the doorway. It snapped in half, the magic it was made of shattering like glass before disappearing.
Robin shook his hand and looked at Clay, who was staring like he had grown a second head.
"Sorry," He said, "Didn't know anybody was in here. I'll head out and let you two train."
And just like that, Robin was gone.
First things first, how did he catch that? That arrow was magic, it shouldn't have been able to be caught in the first place. Secondly, how did Robin even shatter it? Again, it shouldn't have been able to have been caught in the first place. Clay felt like his head was too crammed with confusion.
"What was that?"
Clay turned to look at Fletch, who looked almost, if not more confused than he was. He opened, then closed his mouth as he thought for words to say.
"It… it's probably nothing." He decided on saying, "Just luck on his part. I wouldn't worry about it."
"Wouldn't worry about it?" Fletch was unconvinced, "Clay, he walked in here, did something that logically shouldn't be possible, and then left like it was no big deal!"
Clay ran a hand through his hair with a huff. "I don't know, ok? But until we figure it out, we should just leave it alone."
Fletch grumbled to himself, but didn't press the matter any further. Clay was thankful for that. He wasn't sure how to answer any more questions. Especially any more about what was wrong with Robin.
((You know the drill. Title is from Baby Boy by Mother Mother))