"Again," I said quietly. "Breathe in."
She obeyed—but too fast.
The energy rushed in too fast instead of moving smoothly. It slammed into a hard knot just above her thighs, like water hitting a blocked pipe.
Alexa sucked in a deep breath. Her chest expanded, and the sudden pain made her bite her lip to keep from giving in to the sensation.
That only made me more competitive. I sent another jolt of energy, aimed straight at her lower dantian.
However, because that area also governed her egg-producing organ , the surge created an overwhelming sense of pressure deep inside her body—like something expanding where there was no room for it.
"I… I feel strange," she gasped.
"Relax. I'm adjusting your internal flow. Your body needs to adapt before it can grow stronger."
Without waiting for her reply, I sent another wave —this time directing it toward her upper dantian, the center near her chest.
