5 Prologue 5 (1/2)

It had to be checked.

Taking most of the energy from the soul, I moved it to my palm and started releasing it. Like a mist, it sipped out of my skin only to slightly solidify above my skin. Closing and opening my fist I made sure I can still use the hand regularly, and sure enough, it was all good.

I grabbed a mug that was standing beside my bed, holding it in my hand felt weird, I wasn't touching it with my skin, but I could clearly feel its texture. It was clearer then when if I would touch it usually.

But since the mug couldn't touch my skin, then nothing can when I make this shield? There must be a limit. First, I tried to tighten my grip to see if I can do it like this, but it only ended with the mug breaking.

But I noticed that when I did it the energy that I was steadily releasing to my palm was quickly drained and it disappeared. Why was that? Movement? It shouldn't be when I was moving it before nothing like that happened.

Maybe it was a time issue. The consumption of energy increases over time that it is sustained for. But it wouldn't be so sudden, like a sudden spike on a straight line, it would make a curve, increasing exponentially.

Was it the act of using strength? It was easy to crush that mug, but I could do the same with my bare hands.

Should I check it now? There is not a lot of energy left in my soul, and I don't know if there is any risk in emptying it out.

Let's check it.

I moved all of the remaining energy in my soul outside of it and observed it for a while. For a few moments, it was empty without any luster. As I was about to move the energy back, I felt a small pulse in the soul as a small flicker appeared in it, it was the same energy that was there, and it was slowly growing.

It must've been growing before as well, it was just harder to notice with a higher amount. Knowing this I moved the energy to my palm, and again started releasing it.

Moving it about, I couldn't any increase in the consumption, so I proceeded and started to snap my fingers. It doesn't need a lot of strength to do so, but it will tell me if my assumption was right.

With each snap, if I can still call it that since there was no sound made, I felt a small increase in the consumption of energy. This confirmed my suspicion.

But why is it doing it that? Is it compensating for the stress? Or is it maybe augmenting my strength in some way?

With the little energy I had left in my soul there is no way for me to check it now. The house will be empty tomorrow for a few hours when my parents go to work. It should be more than enough to test everything.

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When I woke up, it was noon already. Hunger… like I never felt before, woke me up. I stumbled my way to the kitchen and started eating.

Having my fill, I went down to the basement. I found my dad's old boxing bag and hung it up.