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He tilted his head, his brows furrowing even more. “Expelling your energy?” he repeated, clearly trying to piece it together. “Yes,” I said firmly, though my voice softened after. “As a healer wolf, my body produces more energy than I actually need. And that extra energy—it turns into healing power when it’s needed. But if I don’t use it, if I let it build up too much… it’s not good for me, Killian. It can… mess with me. Physically. Emotionally. It’s like keeping a fire trapped inside with no outlet.” I could see him listening intently now, but the flicker of confusion was still there in his expression. So I went on.

I guess he’s going to find out sooner or later if he plans on sticking around me for eternity as he says. The blue flames that you saw in the locker room, that is my raw power. When I lose control, like I did, it depletes my energy. I look at him and he’s watching me intently. If I’m not careful, it can eat up all my energy... leaving me fatigued, shaky, having cold sweats...If I don’t treat it immediately, I’ll pass out. Think of it like how blood sugar affects a diabetic. You should have told me. He says watching me as I polish off the first pudding cup.

Told me I have not gotten the right energy that would enable me to use the link at my free will. The mental strain comes with complete exhaustion in my whole body. And leaving the link on would only make things worse for me which is why I tend to shut it off before trying to conserve energy. It mostly takes two to three minutes, but I later get back the strength needed to use the link again.

she urged us on as she sank into the sofa while we did he some. “you are sweating a lot of anything wrong?.” jamal asked but she shook her head and smiled slowly. “in okay, but your mste not so likely. I don't know who it happened, or what she is, or why she is that way but there is a siege of energy within her, or ekeyed in, as in locked into her , she has it pulsiating through her without release, it more like filling a gas into a container for way too long that I finally explodes, it's the same thing with her, she looks so frail and little yet she holds sy too much energy, one that soon enough will mak her explode.

pose Closing my eyes once more, I breathed slowly as I rested my hands on my knees. At first, there was only the steady rise and fall of my breath. Then a quiet warmth began to spread through me, radiating from my Core to the tips of my fingers. My pulse quickened, but it wasn’t fear… it was power. The fatigue that had weighed on my limbs lifted and was instantly replaced by a steady, thrumming strength. The intense, chaotic energy inside me felt balanced. I could feel it coursing through me like a living current, washing away every ache and tremor.

"Fifty days. That's your time left." I couldn't believe ten days had already passed. "I know. I know. I'm trying to do my best, okay?" "Just a reminder, Cresia, stop touching physical things too often." I remembered what he said earlier. "So, souls have energy, too?" “Of course. Just like the human body, the soul also has energy. And you're wasting yours by touching too many things…" How many times did I touch Caren last night? I lost count. “Fine. How do I get my wasted energy back?” I asked him.

Her patience and guidance were a balm to my anxiety, soothing my fears and doubts. I closed my eyes, feeling the flow of energy within me. It was like a storm, a turbulent mix of excitement and fear, but Esmeralda's words still echoed in my mind: "Remember, this practice is about understanding—not just control. You must learn to listen to your energy, feel it, and respect it." I focused on the sensation, letting it wash over me. The fear and excitement dissipated, replaced by calm and clarity. It was as if I had finally found a key to understanding the mysteries within me.

He wanted to get rid of this person who’d had the nerve to hurt his grandson as well. … Michael was still busy with that official matter by the time Kayson returned to the hotel. “If you want to drink something, go get it yourself from the fridge.” “It’s okay. I’m not thirsty right now.” Michael nodded and continued to do his own stuff. Kayson returned to his room and took out the medicine that he hadn’t used up last time. There were three levels when it came to energy training. The first level was known as energy allocation, the second level was energy release, and the third level was energy domination.

However, now that he had a completely new energy, he wanted to try it! Inhaling deeply, Sean sucked in a searing hot breath of air. A silver-white glow appeared in his pitch-black eyes. The searing white energy seemed to coat Sean's body like liquid flames, and it emanated relentless, scorching waves of heat. However, Sean's breathing remained unusually calm. He was as calm as a quiet lake in the mountains that had no ripples at all on its surface. It was an extreme situation, but Sean was still extraordinarily calm. In fact, he was surprised by how calm he was. He had never been able to maintain this state of mind in the past.

My energy is increasing, not depleting. I imagine the fire and energy coursing through me, turning my body into a raging inferno. It doesn’t feel hot, I have control and I’m maintaining my body temperature. Now I just have to be taught how to store my energy so that I can access it when I wish. My attention is interrupted when I feel myself being hit with a wintry blast, so forceful that I find myself sitting on my arse. I look to see what or who has hit me and I’m shocked at what I see.