Thump.
This was already Huajing's umpteenth time tonight tapping the end of the Ocean Scepter against the ground.
The deep blue hues of the ocean at night undulate gently, tame and soothing like a serenade.
The ocean was resonating with the power emanating from the shining gem on top of the scepter, the breath of the sea fluttering like delicate ribbons, caressing the figure of a youngish Lady Ishi in front of Huajing.
A few minutes later.
Huajing lifted the scepter, and the scales on the lower half of the little Lady Ishi, originally murky and dim, now seemed somewhat brighter; some impure muck seeped from the gaps of the scales and was swept away by the soft caress of the sea air.
"Thank you, Little Country Master. Thank you, Lord Kamiya."
With the completion of the purification treatment, the little Lady Ishi bashfully whispered her thanks.
"You're welcome."
Kamiya shook his head gently with a smile.
