Saeril chuckled at her comment of outdating her own Elven teacher. Plus, a light blush appeared at the compliment, as well. Was she really the fastest of all the Elves. That might be debatable since she hasn't exactly fought against every single one in Middle Earth. So, she didn't want to jump to any conclusions on the thought yet. "Very well", she nodded, before inhaling some air, and breathing it out, having to close her eyes in the process. "Fighting is like dancing. I personally think of it as a dance when I first started training", she didn't mention anything about training in Isengard, thankfully. "Elves are known to bond with nature: trees, water, fire. Even air", she explained.

Legolas was also known for his deadly combat skills. But to compare the two, Saeril was probably the fastest. However, it would be accurate to say that they were both equals. Again, the winged she-elf didn't want to say that she was the better; no contest, please. "My ally is the air, as well as the wind", with that, her wings fluttered a little at the mention. "What do I do? I dance with it; relying on it, trusting it. I react fast because I have a clear thought, and I [i]listen[/i]", she paused for a moment before speaking once again. "I am going to help you clear your mind", the elder then took a deep breath before closing her eyes. "Think of nothing, and listen".