I woke up with sunlight streaming through my window. My head felt like it was split open and my tongue tasted like I licked something dead in my sleep. I moaned and rolled over to find Jasper sprawled out in my desk chair and Kento putting a cup of tea over his palm that held a yellowish-orange flame.

"Morning," he said, then closed his flaming hand, snuffing out the magic flames. "This tea will help your headache."

"Thanks." I sat up and pulled the covers up. ...