His jaw tightened.
Lavayla's lips curved upward. "Hold it there. Don't circulate yet. Let your body recognize it first."
The crystal's glow dimmed ever so slightly.
For several long seconds, nothing happened.
Then Mirek exhaled slowly, a low sound escaping his throat as his posture shifted—stronger, steadier, as if something inside him had clicked into place.
"…It's working," he said quietly, disbelief threading his voice.
Lavayla allowed herself a small breath of relief. "Of course it is. You're doing exactly what you should."
She observed him closely. "The energy will increase after each absorption until you reach your limit for the day."
She continued, "So you can keep going the way I told you, and I'll wait here. You can't stop midway—we will have to stay here until you've finished absorbing it."
