Both Tilda and Mark were stunned by the sudden question. That had to be the most direct question Mark had heard in a long time. Tilda frowned at Lightening Rider in anger for how forward he was, but she did not try to take back the question. She gazed at Mark expectantly as she was also curious to hear what he had to say.
They were all there when Mark fought against that calamity class. Tilda knew that at the start of the fight, Mark couldn't even hold his own against that monster at all. He was just as weak as they were, but then, all of a sudden, Mark's power skyrocketed in the middle of the fight, and he gained the strength to win against the calamity.
That was barely six months ago, and now he was fighting against Eldritch class monsters? There had to be something going on here.
Mark shrugged and smiled.
"I can't really explain it even if I wanted to. My blessing finally kicked in properly, I guess."
What a fucking cop-out.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!