Midnight Chats 3

"You know, Doravoli, rushing is the devil."

Doravoli showed a pained expression and then gave in. He took a deep breath. "You're right. I shouldn't rush. But William, honestly, this memory was perfect for me, and I feel like I learned a new ability."

This got William's attention. He immediately straightened in his chair. "What kind of ability? Can you demonstrate it? What's its name?"

"The name is a bit odd." Doravoli put her hand to her chin as if solving a puzzle. "No matter what I do, I can't express this ability normally, my voice has to come from deep in my throat, and even my expression must have darkened a bit."

"Don't drive me crazy, just tell me." William began to get impatient. Must there be certain conditions to call a talent? What kind of ability was this? Now that he thought about it, he also realized. While he was using [Absolute Cut], a voice inside him told him to say it out loud.