He sat on the floor focused only on what he could sense around him. He calmed his breathing and listened to himself. He knew exactly what the sphere around him looked like despite his closed eyes. He tried to slowly locate the source of this energy, just as he had done several times before. He paid close attention to the energy around him and slowly followed its footsteps, which, unfortunately, were quickly lost.
Once again, he began to perform the same actions with great care. He carefully examined what he felt around him. Again, he found that this energy felt as if it was familiar, as if he had encountered it before, but he was not able to accurately pinpoint it.
He concentrated more and began to look for some source of this power. He noticed a few of the stronger clusters of energy and looked at them. He felt that it was in these places that the energy was taking its shape. He quickly found a strand of power and followed it. Carefully, so as not to lose it, but with great excitement, as he hoped that this time he would succeed and find what he had been looking for for so long.
He slowly followed the thread with his senses and came to the same conclusion again. The source was somewhere close to him. He cursed as the thread split in front of him. He shook his head and opened his eyes. He was upset by another failure. He swung his hand vigorously, wanting to hit the sphere, and suddenly noticed that it flared up more strongly than usual. The emotion that had just gripped him weakened and quickly dissipated like blowing in the wind.
He sat for a moment staring with slightly opened lips at the rippling field. What if... No, it's not possible after all. He thought, stretching his hand out in front of him and watching the sphere expand. If I've approached this wrong? If there is, however, another, simpler explanation for what is happening? He waved his hand looking at the displacement of the
