"Choose ur successor now octa zhang". One of the four elders said hysterically. Zhang watched as air bubbles floated to the surface
and the faint voice of lin wan calling out his name tearfully "uncle zhang....."
"I choose her..." he answered slowly sinking more. "Is that your final decision?" The four elders asked in unison. "Yes".
"Lin wan..-they said in unison-you have been chosen to possess an octa power, you are now a member of the octa cult"
Zhang yi smiled sadly "Good luck, little lin"