Information began flooding Malakai's mind, and he felt a strange, tingling sensation, like someone was gently tickling his brain.
The sensation was peculiar, but not unpleasant. As the information settled into his mind, he expected to feel a sense of newness, like he was learning something for the first time.
But instead, the knowledge felt familiar, like it had been hidden deep within his mind all along, waiting to be uncovered.
It was as if the information had been locked away, and the mental interface had simply provided the key to unlock it.
Malakai's mind felt expanded, like doors had been opened to new rooms, and he could see things he hadn't seen before.
The knowledge felt like a part of him, like he had always known it, but had simply forgotten.
As Malakai thought about the knowledge, everything became clear and understandable. He looked around at the books, and he knew exactly what to do.