At first it only moved aside to make room for the denser current. Then, almost tentatively, a portion of her energy rose to meet his.
The two forces touched.
Clara expected resistance or fight. Instead they blended at the edges... her mature power mixing with the startling purity of his.
The sensation was intimate in a way that had nothing to do with ordinary touch. It felt as if someone had reached into the private center of her cultivation and been welcomed there.
Then...
some of her mana began to flow outward along the same channel he was using.
The reverse current was gentle, almost polite. A portion of her energy slipped back through the connection at her shoulders and into his hands.
