“The speed at which you cycle is your greatest detriment,” Elder Joran began, his voice echoing through the deserted training hall. Tunde watched as his master picked up a stick—a long, slim, frail thing—and held it aloft.
“Cycling speed is all that matters to an initiate. As you climb the ranks, you’ll find it a great boon to whatever path you decide to take,” Joran continued. “Imagine this stick is your body. Now, observe with your sight.”
Tunde had explained his Ethra sight to the elder, who had beamed with satisfaction, mentioning how it would make his teaching easier. Granted permission to use his Ethra sight, Tunde had watched in awe as the Ethra circulated within elder Joran’s body at a breakneck speed, even at rest.
“Thanks to your, ah, friend,” the elder said as he raised the stick, “you now know about the three forms with which a ranker can express Ethra. List them out for me.”
“Domain, imbuement, and projection,” Tunde replied promptly.