"We'll tell you what we know," Saguna said finally, the weight of Professor Nyala's deteriorating condition forcing the decision. "But not here. Not where anyone might overhear."
Mistress Delmare nodded approvingly. "Wisdom. The Azure Depths maintain a sanctuary pool deeper in the village, protected by wards older than the domains themselves. Your professor can receive treatment there while we... discuss your situation."
As they prepared to move Professor Nyala, another wave of chaotic energy erupted from her hands. This time, Osa reacted instinctively. He stepped forward, extending his hands toward the silver discharge.
"Osa, don't—" Saguna began, but it was too late.
Water rose from the air around them, not from any vial or blessed source, but drawn from the humidity itself. The water flowed toward Professor Nyala in gentle streams, not fighting the chaotic energy but somehow... embracing it.
