Nana glanced back and saw Nicole withdrawing her hand, her voice echoing in Nana's ears.
Nana looked toward Silvanus. He still had his back to her, saying nothing, showing no sign that he intended to look her way.
Nana clenched her fists, emotions churning inside her, but of course she wasn't foolish enough to confront Nicole.
She could only remain silent.
Nicole frowned at Nana for a moment. At the same time, a sound like a great curtain of water being torn open suddenly rang out.
Silvanus focused intently ahead and sure enough, the deep blue curtain of water tinged faintly with black before them split apart like an enormous drape rather than water at all.
The surface rippled and shifted endlessly. Two hands rested on either side of the "curtain." They were hands bathed in a bluish glow, faint scales shimmering across the skin. A thin webbing stretched between each finger. Their nails were long and sharp, gleaming strangely in the depths, looking razor-sharp at a glance.
