Book One – Chapter 3

Forced to cast aside thoughts of regurgitation and poisoning, Yves urged his body and mind to relax. He envisioned a radiant stream of light cascading from the top of his head, coursing throughout his body. It attracted his original energy while repelling the newfound energy he had absorbed in this dimension. He imagined his own energy following this luminous path to his chest, where it condensed into a compact sphere, with the mirror world energy forming a separate, darker sphere enveloping it.

During this intricate process of energy manipulation, the two energies began to take on distinct qualities. The disparity was stark — his original energy, though familiar, felt frail, while the mirror world energy was wilder and denser, exuding raw, unspoilt power. Every fibre of Yves’ being revolted at the insanity of intentionally evoking such instability, and his instincts screamed against shifting the most sparce and fragile parts of his essence into his core, but he knew that he needed to maintain, direct and apply only his original essence for the ethereal spell.

It did not suffice to separate the energies when they were stationary within him. To prepare for channelling only his original energy into a spell without touching upon the foreign energy, Yves delved into the arcane art of Shyftinge of the Cathalyste, a branch of magical study that he was well acquainted with. To cast magic, a wizard drew energy from his core and then channelled in accordance with the desired spell’s requirements, commonly to your hands or eyes. Altering or affecting his catalyst allowed a wizard to adapt to such requirements — but this was neither the time nor the place to again get distracted with lectures on theoretical complexities.