Thalassa's water-form shimmered at the pond's center, the lilies' glow casting soft blues and greens across her translucent figure, the mist curling like a living frame. The students, still catching their breath from her dynamic challenge, balanced on the water's surface, their mana anchoring them steady. Darius's heart raced, his success with Anemoi Shades still buzzing in his veins, Elara's approving smile lingering in his mind. Thalassa raised a hand, the water rippling beneath her, her sapphire eyes gleaming with a new intent. "Enough of chaos," she said, her voice a resonant tide, soothing yet commanding. "Now, we learn to listen. Sit, cross-legged, on the water. Close your eyes. Feel the natural mana—pond, flora, air. Sense its flow." She gestured to the shimmering surface, the ferns and lilies pulsing faintly, the mist tightening around them. "Hydromancy begins with connection, not control."