Meditating? Morgana mentally sniffed disdainfully at the thought, too busy panting to regain her breath to do it anywhere else. She hadn't signed up for some stupid Zen class, she was here to use magic. The knife she'd constructed slowly dissolved into nothing and Morgana only spent a few more moments resting. Her eyes slanted over to view Solomon. A chain? Kinky. Morgana refocused on her self and with a deep breath, she started worrying about her next task. Focus on the shape she'd made and create a small layer of energy around her body. That was easy enough. Right? The image of a knife came easy to Morgana. It was a picture flowing with energy. Morgana carefully siphoned mana from it and drew back sharply when she felt a sting. For a moment the energy she had before Morgana grabbed it with grim determination. Of course. One should not wield a knife if they were afraid of getting cut. Keeping this in mind Morgana drew more, enough that she felt she could cover her whole body. Morgana let out a relaxing breath and the mana flowed outwards with it throughout her body. A loose but rigid control over it. Like letting a river flow, but only within its carved out path. Now she could feel it just beneath the skin throughout her body. It was now just a matter of expanding the flow a little more. With a cautious thought Morgana let the energy flow just a little bit further out. And just like that a thin veil of mana surrounded her.