The Moonlit Feline, with slit pupils, studied the scene.
"What the hell does quick on my feet even mean?"
"It means you go... BAM! Get it?" Elisa explained.
"No." The white-scaled Monster scratched its head. "I don't get it."
'That's supposed to be an explanation?' Mark asked himself.
"What isn't there to get?" Elisa positioned herself a couple of steps away from him. "Look closely this time, alright?"
The white-scaled Monster focused as much as it could on its vision.
Since Elisa wasn't using Mana, the High Elven Pupil wasn't necessary and so Mark's right eye remained closed.
He waited.
Waited some more.
And just when,
"So what am I supposed to-"
"See?" Elisa already stood behind him.
"No," Mark straightened up. "I didn't see."
She slowly let her back rest against his.
"How come?"
"If it's about waiting for when my focus breaks, then-"
