Taking a seat on the endless golden energy of the inbetween Blake begins to digest and process all of the life energy he has absorbed so far. Slowly he starts to bring his awareness to the flow of gold chaotically pumping all throughout his being.
Like a brimming highway of life energy, it continues to slam and rush throughout his whole essence without any semblance of structure.
''I need to tame this beast of energy''. He says to himself, taking a deep exhale as he steels his mind.
''I've been through much worse so this shouldn't be anything I'm not used to''. His thoughts travel to the incident with the lightning and how agonising that was.
Awareness locks on a singular point of his essence. A core of sort towards his being. Aura continuously pours out of it pumping relentlessly throughout.
With all the time he has he continues to switch between exercises summoning the spheres and trying to circulate his energy.
