Chapter 52 - Teach Me With One Hand
Performing hand seals with one hand... Tave gave a small, amused smile when Oriana asked him to teach her. It wasn't something many people even attempted. Doing seals with two hands was already hard enough. One hand? That was the domain of maniacs and battle-freaks.
Like the old Tave.
Yeah. That guy had been a freak. Pushed himself to master something ridiculous just because he could, and somehow, pulled it off with precision.
"You know the strengths and weaknesses of doing seals one-handed, right? Lad..."
"Oriana." The girl cut in flatly, smirking. "Just call me Oriana. You've been calling me by name anyway, so don't suddenly act all formal. It's weird. Just keep it casual. It's more comfortable that way."
Tave blinked, then nodded. "Sure... Oriana."
She smiled. "I know how difficult it is," she added, raising her right hand slightly and trying a few hand shapes. "See?"
Her fingers stumbled through the pattern.
Tave, who sat just to her left, a little farther back, leaned in slightly and gently adjusted her pinky.
"You need to anchor pressure here," he said softly. "Actually you need to try using both hands first. Get the rhythm down. Then start removing one. Build it gradually."
Oriana gave a breathy laugh. "You're giving me more pressure, huh? You do realize I can't use my left hand right now."