The next morning, Aiden awoke to the sound of water shifting and sloshing in the stillness of their dorm.
Blinking away the heaviness of sleep, he pushed himself up from his bed, instinctively reaching for his night light to combat the lingering drowsiness. His vision adjusted to the dim lighting, and he saw Sevan standing near the window, practicing his water control.
A thin, spear-like construct of water hovered before him, twisting and solidifying at the edges as he focused. He had his hands raised, fingers twitching as he attempted to sharpen the tip.
The morning light filtering through the room caught the droplets in the air, making them sparkle like diamonds before seamlessly merging back into the liquid mass.
Sevan furrowed his brows, taking a breath. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he thrust the spear forward. It shot through the air, striking against an invisible target before dissolving back into a puddle at his feet.
