As the ship crossed the continent, Elizebeth let Samutera and Anggerik prattle on as she let them demonstrate their power to her, too focused on the lesson as she chewed the inside of her bottom lip absolutely raw in his fretting. She stared at the creation of the so-called dominion vaguely registering the verbal details or the muffled chorus of length details that she couldn't identify.
"Then you create like this. See!" The strong power jolted her back from reality. The lightning color sword in Samutera hand.
She didn't know what to say to that, so she kept her lips pressed firmly together as she tried to imitate the steps that had been shown by him, squirting hard to remember the complicated steps and trying to feel the strong dominion that flowed inside her.