-Ten minutes later.
"Don't use your mana."
"Ugh, sorry."
-Thirty minutes later.
"Stop using your mana!"
"Shit!"
-Two hours later
"Should I repeat myself?"
Isaac reopens his eyes, frustrated to see that it didn't work. "It's blurry in my head. What should I try to see exactly?" He asks.
"First, your mana, you must forget it; focus only on your breath, your heartbeats, the weight of your hands on your knees, the different circulation of your blood through your veins, and finally, look for the little white seed that will appear to you. You must try to approach this seed which seems out of reach and grasp it even though it seems to be something elusive."
"What are these explanations? They sound like a great sage dicton." Isaac retorts, still applying what Odin said.
He closed his eyes, breathing quietly again, again, again, always... and finally, he began to feel heavy.
