[Third Person].
Wanda walked through the palace corridor with long, irritated strides as she headed towards the banquet hall
Just then, a sharp sound—a buzz—hummed beside her ear.
She jerked her head to the side almost immediately. "A bee?" she muttered, swatting irritably at the air.
The insect darted away just before her hand could reach it.
"Get away from me," she hissed. But the moment she focused on it, the tiny creature shimmered strangely. Before her very eyes, the bee changed shape.
Its body stretched, and its wings widened. And in the next blink, a butterfly fluttered lazily in front of her.
Wanda froze. Her brows furrowed deeply. "I clearly saw a bee," she murmured under her breath. "So how did it become a butterfly?"
The butterfly hovered closer to her face, its wings beating gently. Then suddenly, it shifted again. Feathers appeared, and its body expanded. Then, a small green bird burst into the air with a cheerful chirp.
