-Sigh, Brance…I know you are a muscle-headed jock, but you should have known better than to try doing things with physicality. You are dealing with Mana, not a steel beam and a door. What you are attempting is a delicate procedure, not a fucking baseball game.-
Smacking her face with an open palm, Tobs dragged her fingers from her forehead to her chin and groaned loudly, causing Brance to give her a look as if saying, "My bad."
-Don't give me that look; get back to it; you need to rebuild the Mana streams and line them up again.-
-When you get lined up, instead of treating the stream's entrance like a battering ram, articulate them as if you are threading a needle.-
-Finely tune the two streams into pinprick-sized points, and stab them into the Codex.-