"...I don't understand..."
Cranberry lowered her head over a book and admitted with embarrassment, not wanting to face the person who was helping her study.
"Don't worry, the understanding of the process will come naturally with time. It's not something that you can just succeed at on your first try, for now, try to just imagine the sparks of electricity jumping around atop the palm of your hand."
Mirabelle patted the little girl's head with one hand and demonstrated what she meant with her other hand – her palm shone with white light and violet and gold sparks rose up and formed into a sphere of high-voltage electricity ready to be launched at an opponent.
"But I don't understand how am I supposed to protect myself from the power of the offensive skill – it's not like I have lightning immunity skill! I only have fire immunity!"