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nose. Exhale slowly through your mouth." She exhaled through her nose and I counted to fifteen.
    "Inhale." She did and I counted to another fifteen.
    "Exhale."
    We repeated this for a half of an hour until I could tell her body relaxed and her mind was more at ease.
    "Continue the pace of breathing I have given you. I will no longer tell you to inhale or exhale." She said nothing but her breathing continued. I waited a few more minutes before I spoke again.
    Now we will focus on your hearing. You are hearing everything and it is overwhelming your mind. There are only three things you need to listen to right now: the sound of my voice, the beating of my heart, and the beating of your own heart.”
    I waited and watched her concentrate on this until her jaw relaxed. Her breathing remained steady and slow.
    "Now you will only hear the beating of your own heart," I said in a soft whisper. Entas had helped me develop this method initially and Malek had tweaked it to perfection. It was still a painful, trying process, but it was a thousand-fold improvement over what the Elvens had done to their changed humans. They had just locked us into robust cells and waited. After a few weeks of hell, a quarter of us had survived with our sanity, the rest were exterminated.
    “Listen to your heart beating. You will also hear the sound of the Earth. You are pulling it into you with every beat of your heart. The Earth bears you no hatred. It simply wants to exist through you. It wants to give you power. Just allow it. Let it grow stronger through you.” I kept my voice calm, soothing, and soft. Entas had told me that presenting the Earth to someone in this way would push the knowledge into the primal part of their brain. The same part that controlled our urges of lust, hatred, love, and survival.
    “Now, soften the beating of the Earth,” I said after a few minutes passed. I felt the power surge through her body and into my scarred left hand holding hers. I felt the Earth leave her almost instantly.
    “Good. Now, make it beat stronger and louder again. Match its tempo to your own heart.” I could hear her heartbeat and feel the power pulse through her.
    "It is your blood now, coursing through your body, feeding your muscles, increasing the acuity of your senses, making your brain work faster. It was doing this before, but now that you know it is there, you can silence it." My droning voice continued in its gentle tempo.
    “Focus it now through your ears. Listen to my heart again. Ignore all other sounds.” I waited until her heartbeat matched the tempo of my own. It was an unconscious effect of tuning the Earth to the sound of someone else’s heartbeat.
    “Listen to the sounds outside the tent. There are thousands of voices and noises. It is overwhelming to attempt to discern each one. Choose one voice and follow it. Then, focus on that person’s heartbeat and breath.” I waited. She nodded slightly and I told her to practice the same technique on a different person.
    “Bring your hearing back to this room. It will take some time to perfect your ears. Just continue practicing as I have shown you. Try not to get frustrated if it takes some time. That is normal.” Nadea was used to excelling at everything she attempted. I worried she would not have the patience to master this and grow angry when it did not happen immediately.
    “I am going to remove the cloth from your face now. Do not open your eyes until I instruct you to do so.” I released her hand and gently pulled the towel from her face. I went to the tent flap and poked my head out.
    "No one is to enter. Not even Runir or Gerald. Understand?" The two guardswomen nodded and I returned to my spot next to Nadea. I grasped her hand again and she squeezed hard enough to almost break it.
    "Reduce the Earth flowing through you," I commanded. She took fifteen seconds to get it under control.
    "Slowly open your eyes. Look at the apex of your tent, not at me. Keep the Earth silent in