Morena leaned back on the couch and shifted her gaze towards the tinted window, the faint shifting hue of the sun just barely reaching through. It was already evening, how time had flown, but she ignored it.
She still had too much to think about.
"AI."
[Listening.]
"Keep running through Corin's notes, but change focus. Don't waste more time trying to brute-force a meditation method that doesn't exist. Instead, cross-reference my own body. Run simulations on my current circulation method—the letters carved into me."
She paused for a moment, her mind drifted to many thoughts. As of right now, it seemed that taking the path of a Wizard wasn't possible, at least not properly.
Not until she could get a meditation method, but she didn't even know where to begin looking into that.
So for now, she had to instead shift her focus from long-term strength to short-term strength.
