As Liora's field of vision shifted, with her phantom jumping into another dimension before materializing beside the flowing river, scenes emerged in her mind.
Of the past. The present. The future.
Every time Liora's gaze landed on one of the illusory river's droplets, the corresponding scene would surface.
Under normal circumstances, she might have been eager to observe them, tracing back onto the Cosmic Sea's history in an attempt to further comprehend the power of time.
But now, Liora understood she did not have the time.
Her gaze swept across the river, as though she were searching for something.
Mere moments later, her eyes brightened.
On the opposite side of the river from where she stood, a tiny droplet could be seen flowing away together with the rest of the illusory waves.
It looked exactly like those surrounding it, with nothing noteworthy or special about it.
Yet the familiar aura within it immediately told Liora that she had found what she was searching for.
