She found that when she concentrated, when she 'wanted' to fly, she could.
Not in some magical, graceful way. No. Sometimes she hit her head on the ceiling. Sometimes she crashed into the wall. It hurt like hell. But it worked.
Day by day, she got better. More controlled.
She also noticed other things.
Her body didn't react to temperature extremes the way it used to. She could sit near the fire for hours without sweating, stand in freezing wind without shivering. It was nice. Much better than before.
Her eyesight had clearly improved. She could see details in the dark that should've been invisible, track movement faster than she ever could back home.
Her physical strength, too. Even after running twenty rounds with those idiots during training, even after beating them down and drilling them for hours, Kaya didn't feel tired. Not really.
Though to be fair, she'd always been strong. So she wasn't 100% sure if this was new power or just her natural endurance pushed further.
