'Your skill isn't weak,' Cynthia always heard her father say – how was it not weak? She could only conceal herself and blend into her surroundings, how was it suited for her occupation as a Cavalier? A Cavalier was supposed to fight on their opponents head-on but her awakened skill only concealed her, it made her choice to be a Cavalier seem like an unsuitable one, her skill fit the job of an Assassin much better.
Her fellow mates had skills that could supplement the ability of their weapon, give them an amazing amount of control over soul energy – the potential for skills were limitless, yet she had gotten a mere stealth skill.
'What you need to do is to hone your skill – it might seem weak to you but the world is a place where boundless opportunities are born,' Cynthia's Dad had told her, 'You hone your skill through battles, you change it and use it in a way that is unique to you – none of us are the same in this world,'
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