The mysterious Job playing a big role
My body moved in an inconceivable way.
It doesn't matter what the enemy is wearing, whether it's leather or metal, I continue piercing them as I aim for the gaps in their armors.
Without making any useless movement.
Obviously I'm moving my body according to my will but it still feels like it's not mine.
This is what I think but surely my mind can't follow the pace of the specs that my Job possess. Of course, this is my first time experiencing a battle.