The energy he had given her began to flow away, draining into the machine.

But I can almost see the energy begin to rise.

By early evening, the energy of the fair began to dissipate.

Its claws rose into attack position; energy began to arc between them.

The energy here was beginning to take on a life of its own.

But as they walked on, the energy began to make him feel uncomfortable.

Then the energy began to flow, and he abandoned himself to its filling.

His energy was beginning to build, as it always did after making love with her.

I could feel myself beginning to grow warm as the energies began to build within me.

Before their energy began to run low, another discovery was made.