Even Sophia, despite her best attempts to remain composed, couldn't help but smile as Caria and Puddle's playful chaos spread through the glowing chamber. She sighed softly, shaking her head as droplets of radiant water splashed near her boots.
"Unbelievable," she muttered, though her tone betrayed amusement.
"Join us!" Puddle called, voice ringing like a chime. She spun and sent a shimmering spiral of water toward Sophia — not enough to drench, but enough to sparkle against her robes like glittering dew.
Sophia blinked, brushing her sleeve dry with a faint hum of mana. "You little imp," she murmured — but there was laughter in her voice now. With a small flick of her wrist, she conjured a thin ribbon of water in return, tracing it into the air before letting it fall directly on Caria's head.
Caria yelped. "Hey! That's cheating, using magic!"
"It's called precision," Sophia replied coolly, hiding her grin behind her hand.
