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Shado looked through the bag and took a few pieces out and looked at them. He tasted a few as well. "They are sweet. I like them." He walked to his desk and placed the bag on top. "It is a shame that you have not had many things where you lived."

Shado chuckled. "Yes, I almost forgot about training. You still have yet to fill it with light of your own." He turned to her as she fiddled with the orb. "It will come in good use once you get the hang of manifesting pure light at your will. You will thank me for this."

"Hmm... you sure don't have much of an imagination do you?" Shado walked up to Aisha and looked at the orb. "The reason your having a hard time is because I'm putting my own energy into the orb as well. Have you ever ran until you lost your energy? Think of a time when you did. The energy you used, the willpower to use it. Try to do that. Make the light come, will it to be, turn your energy into something else." He said with enthusiasm as he looked to her.

Shado stared at the orb as it went from a small dim to a sparking shock. "Hey, you can open your eyes now." he said as he reached for the lightened orb in her hands. "Well done. It seems you have enough power to control light. But it was a little harder this time than it will be next time you try. For now you should rest." He took the bright orb from her hands and held it up to eye level. "Yes, very nice." He looked back to Aisha with her hands glowing slightly from the left over energy.

"Heheh, just remember, a good rest is all it takes." He handed her the orb again. "Now that this is full of your energy it should help you gain strength as well. Keep it with you at all times." He turned from her and headed back out to the deck where he looked out to the sea. Hmm... by morning we should arrive at the islands, I should get rest as well.

(wow. Not yet, indeed wink )

Ferran had been watching what had been happening. He couldn't help it. The dull rage that gave him his strength was dying down again. His worry and Love for Cynn was overtaking the rage. as he saw her land on her ship, the Silent Death immediately moved itself between her ship and the shore.

Cynn screamed as she struggled into the Temor, "GET READY FOR ATTACK!!! LOAD ALL CANONS!!!"

There was a rush among the entire crew. She lifted the old man from the sea, and took him to the captain's quarters. She felt relieved to release the water holding him, for it was taking up extra strength. The door opened. Cynn turned to see it was her father and uncle, looking at her with worried expressions.

"Tie him up and look after him," Cynn instructed. She ran out into the deck, leaving the two with the old man. She stood near the mast, facing the direction the wind user and Ferran's ship were positioned. Her nose flared, stance fierce, and eyes murderous.