The Dream Realm was not truly a dream realm.
Yet the Dream Catcher's pink mist intermingled with the rules of the "Dream Cleaner."
His Magic Power was merely the essence of spirit.
"Why do you only consider it a powerful close-combat state when you transform into that Dream Realm creature?" the instructor asked. "Isn't it essentially from the same source as your Magic Power? Shouldn't there be greater potential for change, then? The mirror mask you use can emulate more transformations; why not pair it properly?"
Stop reciting, Master, Alka though. The instructor's barrage of questions had already extinguished Alka's will to attack. He had practically picked Alka apart, posing all sorts of probing questions.
