Damaged but Powerful

Okay, so I have an attitude problem.



Telling your superior officer he is an (insert expletive) might not a good career move, but it sure felt good to do it. Especially since he is.



It's not so much that I like fighting ... I'm tiny, bits of me are missing (I'll tell you about the accident later maybe), but none of that means I am going to take any crap.



So when I get attacked by two freakin' ugly creatures, and my body reacts by channelling some kind of magic ... well, that was the coolest sh*t ever.



I can wield magic, baby, yeah!



And that's where the real problems began.