Ethan's stomach clenched. His eyes practically chased Namyanna as she dropped.
He was already figuring out how to haul her back out of the Oblivion Sea. Worst-case scenarios flashed through his mind—one after another. Then, in the very next second, he froze.
Namyanna didn't sink.
She floated there steadily on the surface, her body rising and falling with the ripples. The seawater around her—water that should've been able to corrode flesh and energy alike—had somehow lost its bite. It cradled her like it had turned tame.
She lifted her head, excitement she couldn't hide in her voice, and shouted toward the fleet.
"Master! Looks like I was right! The ocean's power here matches the aura inside me perfectly—I can control the sea's power!"
