Qin Yu's brow twitched as she looked ahead.
First, she saw a faint glint of light.
It came from a jellyfish that had lit up its own light glands, on guard... and then a great many followed suit.
Only then did she see, amidst these halos of light, that the Ancient Prophet sat at the center of numerous luminescent colors, appearing so unreal.
She was a female elf, her hair white with age, but her appearance did not strike one as beautiful or ugly, but ancient.
She was looking at Qin Yu, and Qin Yu was looking back at her.
Sali had already paid her respects, and seeing that Qin Yu remained motionless, she thought to remind her, but then saw that Qin Yu approached by herself.
Seated with legs crossed in the water, she floated like the other.
Face to face.
"Prophet?"
"It's me," the Water Elf Prophet replied with a gentle smile, very kindly.
