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this power was at my fingertips. There would be no running from danger. There was just the joy of the fight, and the inexhaustible will to see it through.
    When I opened my eyes, I saw a new world. Scents were stronger, sights clearer. The grass was greener, and the trees looked as if they would start speaking if only enough attention was paid. My senses were increased tenfold, and I could feel the wildlife around me, down to the smallest worm burrowing through the earth. The Air sung on my skin, whipping my hair back in what seemed a virtual torrent. The Earth called to me, waiting at my beck and call. Metal was present, but far in the distance and spread far apart. Water, however, was in abundance, it filled my senses. I was the Water, eddying and swirling underground, destined for parts unknown. Fire beckoned me with one finger, vast stores of it that filled my veins with warmth. The air around me buzzed with potential, the heat of the air waiting to manifest. There was something else, too, on the edge of my psychic hearing, observing silently, mysterious. Then my heightened perceptions faded, although they still remained above the normal ken.
    A flickering image materialized and then stabilized in front of me, and it took me a fraction of a second to recognize Jeeves. I didn’t know he was able to do things like that.
    It seemed my hearing was turned up to maximum volume because when Jeeves spoke his voice was akin to standing in front of the speakers at a heavy metal concert. “Terribly sorry, I forgot to impart you with some crucial information,” It was hard to miss the sardonic tone evident in his voice. “Summoning power is a relatively easy undertaking; the difficult part is maintaining that link for extended periods, while also determining how much power is necessary for the outcome you desire.”
    I winced at the sound of his voice, and just like that, it returned to a bearable level. “You’ve got to be kidding me. This would have been helpful information before I had walked into that power nexus. So what do I do?”
    Jeeves pondered for a moment, but it seemed he was just taking in the view of the area around us; he probably hadn’t been outside in a long time. I waited impatiently for him to respond, and each passing second caused a further slip on the feeble control that was maintained on my power.
    Finally, Jeeves shifted his attention to me and continued to impart crucial knowledge. “Well,” he began, smiling as he watched the strain he was putting me through. “You will need to maintain the link to your power at will, though implementing it through elemental manipulation is a largely different process, one that is long and strenuous. Control will be garnered with time and practice, with the addition of demanding work. Experiment when you acquire time away from your hectic schedule.” His grin grew wider. “Retain the power for as long as possible before releasing it. You can hold it in check, but at the tipping point, you are given scarce choices.” He paused.
    I gave him the dirtiest look in my arsenal as I felt sweat from the effort appearing. “Tell me now already, and stop enjoying this so much.”
    This time, he was more concise with his response, which made me moderately less likely to throttle him. “You can ground the energy, a harmless approach when necessary, but quite wasteful. You can use it, dedicating it to one or all of the elements, although that is not a viable course, currently. Recycling is the best option, release your hold upon the power and allow it to drift back behind all the stops. Containment will no longer be reliant upon your will, and the strain will disappear.”
    I sighed in relief and followed his advice. The power slipped back into its resting place, awaiting my call. My absence of power was readily apparent. The world seemed drab and plain in comparison to before.
    “Your senses will gradually enhance with time and repeated touching of power. You’ll be