This was one of the strangest things I had ever felt, and I was a mage.
We were the ones who dealt with the strange and the supernatural, but everything happening to me had exceeded the scope of what I thought of as supernatural.
I did not know how to give those instructions to the Hollow Avatar. The skill was rank one, and did the description not say that the Avatar would act according to the last combat instructions encoded before activation?
The issue was that I had not encoded anything, and I did not know how to encode anything.
Unlike my various disciplines and Auxiliary skills that were connected to my soul, giving me an instinctive understanding of how to use them, Hollow Avatar demanded more from me.
It seemed that I would have to learn by doing. The same way I had learned everything else, by dying.
