The energy turned into scars, and Wain's aura weakened considerably.
Wain breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't stop trying until he finally succeeded. It was a tricky one that not everyone could learn, even if they wanted to. Controlling energy this way was a sign of skill, especially in Second Chronicle.
"I see you did it faster than I thought you would." Osvald leaned against the doorway.
"Osvald? You're here, you won't believe it, but if I couldn't do it now, I'd go to you for help."
"And I'd turn you down."
"What? Why?" Wain was puzzled by such an answer.
Osvald showed him how to restrain his power and promised to teach him this technique. In such a situation, refusing in help was too strange a decision.
