“Just make sure you don’t make the world energy pass through your mana core again, big brother.” Garrik said. “Try out Mom’s trick after you learn how to send the world energy to your head.”

“Solid advice, little brother.” Morok sat down on the floor and resumed absorbing the world energy from his wings while keeping all of his eyes open.

The rest of the class decided to take a short break to stare at the Tyrant in envy. Over two hours had passed since the beginning of Ryla’s lesson, and Morok was this close to mastering the first step to tap into the power of the evolved human bloodlines.

“Any advice for us?” Tista asked. “We are still at square one.”

“I’m sorry, but everything I learned as a Fomor requires the ability to emit the elemental energy as you absorb it.” Ryla gave Tista a small bow in apology. “Can either of you do something similar? Any form of energy might help.”

Tista and Lith filled their eyes with mana, frowned, and squinted, but nothing happened.

“If you need to use the bathroom, just go.” Ryla said after a while. “There’s no point in training while you are constipated.”