Asher spent the next hour moving in various directions, forward, upward, backward, sideways, testing the limits of his newly formed control with patient precision. At first, every movement was slow and deliberate, like a child learning to walk for the first time, careful not to stumble.
He even tried floating upside down, letting his body rotate lazily in the air before attempting to shift in different directions while inverted. Blood rushed faintly to his head, yet gravity no longer dictated his posture. The sensation was strange, disorienting even, but exhilarating beyond measure.
Up. Down. Sideways. Diagonal. Every direction was now simply a matter of intent.
