Niveh scoffed proudly with disdain in her tone.
"It's not something you can just learn in one day. Every one of our Arts takes a lifetime to learn and adapt to. It's a fighting style we choose and remain with for the rest of our lives. Unless you have a Rank 3 Nexus, you can't choose another."
Liam hummed thoughtfully. He took another look at Niveh's palms.
A thin red line began from the tip of her fingers, then ran up to the top of her hand and down her arm. Those were where the strings exited from.
They were also made from their blood, and their hardness, strength and usage would depend on what Rank it was.
Interesting. He had actually thought of recreating that art into a spell or technique to use. It sounded incredibly useful and powerful, but no doubt difficult and hard to make. He wouldn't give up on that train of thought just yet, though.
"This Vxich person. Where is he?"
