"Maybe it's because my wings are made of pure energy, but I can't make way for the world energy. I need just a thought to push my mana out, but moving it away? I'm trying everything I can, but nothing."
"Try emitting your mana from your eyes, big brother." Garrik said. "Split it into the six elements and breathe it out until only your life force is left. Then close your eyes and focus on your wings."
Morok followed his little brother's advice and produced six elemental pillars from his eyes. He shot them towards the sky to ensure that nobody would get hurt and not trigger the defensive arrays of the Mansion.
"Not like that." Garrik studied the pillars for a few seconds, noticing that Morok kept a constant output. "All at once. You don't breathe out this slowly with your nose. You do it at once because you know you can take a breath in just as quickly."
"Yes, master." Morok replied, making the young Fomor-Tyrant hybrid chuckle.
