A few moments later.
The dome of earth vanished, dissolving into a shower of fine sand that scattered across the beach. Liana stood in the center, adjusting her maid apron with a graceful, serene smile. Her expression was calm, her posture elegant, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.
Celine was on all fours in the sand, her body trembling slightly, her eyes wide with disbelief. She mumbled in a low, dazed voice, repeating the same phrase over and over.
"I saw the same face... the scary face... like at the training hall..."
Her voice trailed off into a shaky whisper as she stared blankly at the sand beneath her.
Liana smiled sweetly and squatted down gracefully in front of her. She gently placed a finger under Celine's chin and lifted her head up, bringing their faces close. Liana's expression was warm and gentle, her beautiful features glowing softly in the sunlight, her full, natural pink lips curling into a tender smile.
