"You could have used the sparks from your hands, you know?" Jason said in a defeated sigh.

For some reason, it seemed like a good idea to try to rob a carriage passing by the trail without knowing it belonged to a noble mage.

"I still can't control 'the sparks,'" you replied in an annoyed whine at his derogatory term for your magic. You were still an apprentice mage, and it didn't help your learning that your life revolved around being a thief alongside Jason.

"Get up, and let's go," Jason grunted. Now more than ever, they needed to reach the nearest village to rest.