Nalrond observed his mana moving from somewhere near his solar plexus and then through his body until it reached the hand wielding the Forgemastering wand. He focused on the flow, following it until its point of origin.
'I did it! I found my cores. Now I only have to stimulate them as I do with my mana and my life as a monster will be over! Anything is better than being stuck between two worlds yet belonging to neither.' He thought while trying to Awaken.
Nalrond carefully stirred the two cores at the same time and with the same intensity, starting with small rhythmical beats no stronger than the heart of a newborn. His mana flow increased dramatically as the color of his cores became brighter.
Waves of world energy flooded his body, giving him an exhilarating feeling of power like he had never felt before. Then, it turned into pain. His human body was incapable of handling the two Awakened cores and to make matters worse, their flows were discordant.
