"Just speak up and don't worry, I won't judge," William said, noticing how conflicted she looked after his initial rejection. He softened his voice, trying to encourage her to further explain what troubled her, though his internal alarm bells were ringing.
"Sigh! It's like this…"
As she began to speak, William felt an instant jolt of alarm and profound shock! Everything she described made it sound as though she had been standing directly in front of him, observing every movement he made last night. The more she detailed the weird images flickering through her mind, the more shaken he became.
She was precisely and accurately describing the exact moments he had executed his technique.
Every time he had pushed his spirit power to the limit, every time he had felt the resonance of the elements, she had perceived it. She even described his specific physical movements—the angle of his wrist, the weight of his stance—with haunting accuracy.
