"Wow… that's a lot of fish," Mathilda said, her voice a mix of amusement and awe as she walked down the corridor.
In one arm, she carried a box full of suspicious flasks with handwritten labels like "Vibration Pills," "One Drop Coming," and "Tyler's Yogurt." The bottles sloshed and clinked against each other, emanating strange glows and occasional puffs of vapor. She paused mid-step, blinking in surprise at the sight before her.
Floating in the hallway was a perfect sphere of water. Inside the sphere were dozens of live fish—silver-scaled, gold-finned, and some with tiny magical sparks flickering on their tails. The ball of water drifted behind Su Fei, who stood at its center, holding it in place with a casual flick of her fingers and a subtle breeze of wind magic.
She glanced at Mathilda with mild curiosity.
The moment their eyes met, something clicked.
