"You... you..."
Moli raised her sword, its tip trembling slightly. Perhaps Elliog's attack just now had been too overwhelming, far beyond her expectations, leaving her unprepared mentally as a student who had just entered the gates of a new world.
She seemed to be controlled by the stark scene she had just witnessed, unable to articulate her words clearly.
"What, never seen anything like this before, a bit surprised are you?"
"Seen..."
"Mr. Fischer... ah, no wonder, turns out even after all this time you're still his student. Convenient, so you can learn a bit of... extracurricular knowledge."
Indeed, she was still...
A student?
Moli regretted the wording she reflexively used upon entering out of shock, as under Elliog's haunting gaze, she felt as if every part of her had been dissected cleanly.
Her nearly blank relationship with Fischer, her helplessness in dealing with everything, her impotent rage inside...
