“It’s totally your choice, but that spell can be a dangerous one,” Blaire reminded her.

“I remember what you had said earlier,” Ellen said. “I want to test it though.”

“Okay,” Blaire said.

Ellen nodded before saying the command phrase. Suddenly—in Ellen’s perspective—the speed to everything around her had slowed down beyond a crawl.

“What the hell,” Ellen said as she found breathing normally slightly difficult. She then discovered that slow easy breaths were the best.

Again to Ellen’s perspective, Ellen moved slowly through the slightly-thicker-than-normal-air until she was behind Harris, Blaire and Devon.

Harris, Blaire and Devon—while in an extremely slow motion—attempted to follow Ellen’s movements. Suddenly everything returned to its normal speed and Harris, Blaire and Devon swung quickly around until they were facing Ellen. Ellen closed her eyes and grabbed her head as if she was in pain.

“Ellen?” Harris questioned.

“I’m fine,” Ellen claimed. “A pain shot through my head as if I had eaten ice cream too fast. It’s going away. So I’m good.” As Ellen dropped her hands, Harris, Blaire and Devon looked curiously at her. Ellen caught the looks and again claimed, “I’m good.”

“Ellen, your face is a dull red,” Harris informed.

“Almost chapped looking,” Devon added. “Not that I’m calling you a chap.”

Ellen felt her face before saying, “It does have a slight sunburn sting to it.”

“A friction burn,” Blaire supplied. “You definitely don’t want to do that too many times.”

“I guess I should put lotion on my face,” Ellen thought aloud.

“We’ll use the healing spell on you,” Blaire informed. “You’ll be okay.”

Ellen nodded with a slight grin.

“That was the last incantation that needed testing,” Devon said before opening the back door and gesturing for Ellen to go in first. “So let’s go inside and cast the incantation that will sharpen the images of your mind.”

Ellen nodded with a grin before stepping into the kitchen from the back door.