Brennan asked calmly. He wasn’t even a little bit out of breath. I was drenched in sweat from my mental exertions and I could quite literally kill for an ice cold drink. But I didn’t want him to know that. I leveled my gaze at him. He stood with his arms crossed across the room, his tanned brow furrowed. “Are you tired?” I asked innocently. “No,” he answered. “But I’m hungry.” “I need for you to master this,” I insisted, gritting my teeth. “As you saw today, traveling god-style is the best way to go. It’s saved my butt a hundred times.”He shrugged. “It doesn’t appear that I can do it.”“That’s because you’re still thinking like a mortal,” I mused. “You’ve got to open your mind and start thinking like a god. You’re the son of Apollo, after all. Maybe we should focus on other abilities and come back to this one. Have you noticed that you’re able to do something special? Something that normal people can’t do?”“There are a few things,”
