The glow of the Aether crystal on the table cast flickering shadows across Seraphina's face as she watched Kael intently. His hand trembled slightly as he held the Aether focus, the small orb of light above his palm flickering in and out of existence.
"Focus," Seraphina said, her voice calm but firm. "The pendant responds to your will. If you doubt yourself, it will falter."
Kael took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the hum of Aether in the air, feeling the pendant's warmth against his chest. The spark returned, brighter this time, its light steady and unwavering.
"Better," Seraphina said, a hint of approval in her tone. "But you're still holding back. The pendant can do more than just create light. It's a conduit for Aether—a tool to amplify your abilities. Try shaping it."
Kael frowned, his brow furrowing in concentration. "Shaping it? How?"
"Imagine the Aether as clay," Seraphina explained. "Mold it, shape it into something tangible. Start small—a sphere, a cube, anything."
Kael nodded, his mind racing. He focused on the orb of light, imagining it shifting and changing form. At first, nothing happened. But then, slowly, the light began to stretch and twist, forming a rough sphere.
"Good," Seraphina said, her voice tinged with satisfaction. "Now, try something more complex."
Kael's heart pounded as he pushed himself further, the sphere flattening into a disc, then elongating into a thin rod. Sweat beaded on his forehead, the strain of controlling the Aether evident in his trembling hands.
"Enough," Seraphina said after a moment, her tone gentle but firm. "You're making progress, but you need to pace yourself. Overexertion can be dangerous, especially with the pendant."
Kael let the Aether dissipate, sinking back into his chair with a sigh. His body felt drained, but his mind was buzzing with excitement. For the first time, he felt like he was truly in control of his abilities.
"How did you learn all this?" he asked, glancing at Seraphina.
She hesitated, her expression unreadable. "I've had... experience with relics like this before. Let's just say I know what I'm talking about."
Kael wanted to press further, but something in her tone stopped him. Instead, he nodded, his curiosity tempered by respect.
Over the next few nights, Kael continued to meet Seraphina in the hidden library. Under her guidance, he began to unlock the pendant's potential, learning to channel Aether in ways he had never thought possible. He could now create intricate shapes, manipulate objects from a distance, and even sense the flow of Aether in the air around him.
But with each lesson, the strain on his body grew. The pendant's power was intoxicating, but it came at a cost. Kael found himself growing weaker, his energy sapped after each session. Seraphina warned him to be careful, but Kael was determined to push himself further.
One night, as they were wrapping up, Seraphina handed him a small vial filled with a shimmering liquid.
"What's this?" Kael asked, holding it up to the light.
"Aether tonic," Seraphina replied. "It'll help replenish your energy. But don't rely on it too much—it's not a substitute for rest."
Kael nodded, slipping the vial into his pocket. "Thanks. For everything."
Seraphina's expression softened, a rare smile tugging at her lips. "Don't thank me yet. You've only scratched the surface of what the pendant can do. There's still a long way to go."