Klaeb lay in a cold dark pool, unused since they had been cast off of their own world, it was dirty, but he didn't care about that, the training was far more important than whether or not the water was sparkling clean. The owners would be glad to clean it once they were back. Too much confidence? Perhaps, but better that than absolute fear about facing Shaeg.

"Klaeb, focus, please. Your mind is wandering. There is not much training that we can offer you, but what little we do have to offer is vitally important, so concentrate on the task at hand."

"I know, but it is hard to concentrate when the water is so cold. Couldn't we do this in a warmer pool?"

"No, we can't. But Klaeb, if you cannot handle a simple cold pool of water, how do you expect to handle Shaeg? It is up to you to pass this test, no one else can do it for you."

Klaeb lifted himself out of the pool and hovered in mid-air, letting the water drip as he pointed at a towel and casually lifted it to him with just his thoughts. "I beat Gollus and Melaidin with ease, and that was before I had any training."

Gharr snapped, and shouted at Klaeb. "Don't be a fool, Gollus and Melaidin are as nothing compared to Shaeg. If you think they are, you doomed before you start. And so are we. And I do not want my daughter to "live" like this."