Lira and Serelyth dove back into the waters, the shard secure in Lira's grasp. The water enveloped them like a soft, cool blanket, carrying them effortlessly through the air-filled chambers they had discovered earlier. Serelyth, in her human form with porcelain skin and white hair floating around her, kept a steady pace beside Lira, her red eyes constantly scanning their surroundings, alert and protective.
As they navigated the twisting underwater corridors, the currents seemed to guide them, almost as if the lake itself recognized the shard had been retrieved. The water pulsed gently around them, and the luminescent plants lining the passages cast shimmering patterns across the walls. Lira marveled at the glowing algae and the delicate shapes of coral-like structures that seemed to hum with life. Every step back through the ruins was like retracing a path she had never fully walked before, yet somehow remembered in a dream.
