That's the good thing about it - even if you can't see it, it's all around us, and always flowing. Wakfu, to us, is not just a force, but the concept of life itself, and the raw material from which all different sorts of energy are made. That is, at least as we understand it - people of different worlds may see something entirely different, and I am sure your world has another way of explaining it.

[No explanation, though, will be quite so intuitive as wakfu is to an Eliatrope. Wakfu is a way of life to them, an inalienable flow, a warm, healing embrace... It would take a whole sheaf of poems to truly convey its essence, and this fellow is still on the clock, after all.]

[Chibi tugs at the tail of his hat again, trying to figure out how to answer Cole's other question. What is a dragon brother? Grougal was always there, a presence in his mind, if not always physically. His absence feels a bit like a limb's been severed. But, then, how do you explain that to someone who might not share that connection?]

What is a dragon brother? Ah... It's pretty self-explanatory - he's a dragon, and my brother. Well, twin, really; we hatched from the same egg. [A little laugh.] Not in the sense that we are all hatched from the great egg that is the universe, of course, but a more literal egg.