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Nym watched everyone do their own thing, the man in the tux, Styx, talking about others like themselves. It worried her that they weren't the only ones with these powers, wondering how many others there were out there that hadn't been discovered with powers just yet. She watched as Preston and Jayx disappeared into the door to the colessium, glancing to Xavier and Aemyle with a questionning look. Should she walk through too, or wait for them?

"Nym, lets go in."

She looked down to see Morris gazing back up at her with his big proud eyes. It looked like he was ready for a fight. He wanted to get stronger again, she knew that, and he had asked for her help in that. She was once again a little nervous about being involved in this, seeing as she hadn't even found her power yet. It wasn't like she could fight with a weapon either, so her chances were slim. She wouldn't be able to get any stronger if she didn't try though.

After psyching herself up again, Nym nodded once, a sudden fire behind her eyes as she pushed the fear aside for once, stepping up to the gate next and disappearing through it to the other side. The next instant, she seemed to be in the middle of a battle. She ducked automatically as a wolf leapt towards her, the wolf going over her and landing nearby; snarling at her.

Another child, easy pickings.

Another voice, this time darker than the ones she heard before. And it wasn't telling her to run away. This one sounded like it was going to attack her, just like the wolf was. Then it seemed to make some sort of sense. Perhaps it was the wolf saying it, after all the could talk, just in their own little language, right? Perhaps she was hearing the wolf language. Perhaps that was her power?

Nym looked around on the dusty round. Styx had said something about finding stuff on the ground, and so she was searching for something to defend herself with.

No more waiting!

The wolf seemed to cry as he leapt for her again, Nym squealing in reaction and diving out of the way of the wolf's claws and fangs.