“Do you have any idea what happened?” Clara asked.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Eleanor replied.
“It might be a nasty case of whiplash…” Clara guessed. “I’m sorry. I’ve no idea.”
“Do you think the gods came into existence with all their abilities?” Eleanor prompted.
“I’m guessing, no?” Clara answered.
“Well, my guess is that you tapped into your ability to move from point to point in the blink of an eye,” Eleanor said.
“Wait!” Clara exclaimed. “You mean teleport? Like the gates used by hunters.”