Aysha stood in the center of the training field with three targets about twenty meters in front of her. She had her eyes closed as she focused on slowing her breathing and heartbeat down as she focused on her new energy source. She tried to picture how it flowed through her body and tried to envision how the energy gathered into her hands. Her body started vibrating, and she was aware of how a tiny droplet of sweat ran down the side of her face, the faint heartbeat in her ear, and the sound of the gravel beneath her feet as she steadied her balance. Opening her eyes, she focused on the targets in front of her and raised her arms, picturing a shockwave emerging from them. She gave it a few moments but sighed and put her arms down when nothing happened… again.
“You can’t force it,” Mel said
