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their talents and skills by teaching the others and tried not to dwell on what they’d lost. But sometimes they would reminisce about what the world had been like, and talk about the things they missed most.
    Those were the times Tyhen treasured, sitting quietly at her mother’s side as she visited with her friends, the Nantays, and trying to imagine a world with such magic. As she’d grown older, Tyhen had searched them out on her own, and today, while Acat was haggling with a vendor, she noticed Johnston Nantay had his table set up in the marketplace and wanted to see what he had to trade.
    The guards followed her as she walked away from Acat, but she paid them no mind. As the daughter of a chief, they were always there.
    Johnston saw her and lifted a hand in greeting. When he realized she was coming to his table, he smiled.
    “Little Tyhen, even though your name means whirlwind in the language of your mother’s people, you are no longer little! You have grown even taller since I saw you last!”
    Tyhen smiled. The New Ones were so much easier to talk to than the others. They had witnessed her mother’s feats and did not feel threatened by what others viewed as magic.
    “My mother says I am too tall.”
    Johnston shook his head. “You are a woman of power. It is only fitting that your appearance should match it.”
    She chose to ignore the mention of power and looked at the things on his table instead.
    “You have smoked jerky. No one makes it as good as you do,” she said.
    Johnston’s smile grew wider as he picked up a piece of the dried meat and handed it to her. “Do you remember how I taught you to make it?” he asked.
    She nodded. “Yes. I will do this one day for myself.”
    Johnston eyed her curiously, but didn’t comment as he watched her tear off a small bite of the dried meat with her teeth.
    “Good,” she said and was about to ask him about the handmade knife she picked up when she heard a woman scream.
    In her mind she saw a large bird swooping down from the sky. She dropped the knife and started running. Her guards were behind her, trying to keep up, while Acat, realizing she’d let the chief’s daughter wander off, was even farther behind, crying and calling her back. She ignored them all, and the farther she ran, the clearer her vision became.
    A condor had been circling the sky for a meal, and a small child was playing at the edge of a field where her mother was working. The enormous bird was only seconds from snatching it up, and the mother was running toward the baby. In Tyhen’s mind, she could see others following close behind, but they were all going to be too late.
    Just as she cleared the marketplace, she saw the massive wingspan of the condor diving toward earth. Without conscious thought, she screamed and swung her arms up into the air.
    A blast of wind came out of nowhere, hitting the condor head on and forcing it upward, pushing it higher and higher until it soared out of sight.
    Seconds later the mother reached her baby, scooped her up into her arms and then dropped to her knees, too shaken to stand.
    Tyhen’s arms were still over her head when she felt the guards moving closer. Suddenly a hand snaked around her waist and she heard Yuma’s voice near her ear. The urgency in his voice was impossible to miss.
    “Come with me.”
    Her heart skipped a beat. “What’s wrong?”
    “They saw what you did.”
    She frowned. “So? Should I let the baby die?”
    “No, my love, and at the same time, I cannot let you die. I see fear on their faces.”
    “I will not run away.”
    She pushed out of his arms and turned toward the crowd behind her. When she started toward them, they jumped aside to let her pass as if they were afraid of what she might do to them. She passed through with Yuma on one side and her guards on the other, making sure she walked unharmed.
    She ignored the whispers, her head held high. When she reached Nantay’s table back at the marketplace, she picked up