She sank into the state with ease.
The circulation began on its own.
Energy streamed through her limbs in smooth cycles, washing through muscle and bone before returning to her core. The dull fatigue lingering from the day dissolved rapidly, replaced by a steady strength that spread outward from her chest.
Lavayla's awareness deepened.
Last night, guiding the energy felt like forcing water through blocked channels.
Now, the pathways were open.
The flow accelerated.
One circulation became two. Then three.
The warmth intensified, pressing against her skin from within. Her heartbeat slowed, yet each pulse carried heavier force, sending waves of energy rippling through her frame.
Then something changed.
The energy did not disperse after completing its cycle.
Instead, it gathered.
Compressed.
Lavayla's brows twitched slightly as the circulating force began converging at the center of her body, spinning tighter and tighter, refusing to fade like before.
