(POV: Lumiere)
Anastasia's voice thundered through the room. "That shouldn't be possible!" she shouted, her eyes wide.
I raised an eyebrow as I looked at Anastasia.
"Careful there," I said with a smile, "you almost look impressed."
Anastasia's face flushed with indignation as she hooked her hands on her hips and defiantly plopped back down into her seat. "I'm not," she retorted, crossing her arms in front of her decently sized breasts.
Undeterred by her protest, I turned my gaze towards the window.
With a swift motion of my hand, I unleashed twelve water balls, each following a perfectly straight trajectory.
The students watched in shock as they hung momentarily in the air before defying the laws of their oh so precious magic system, curving and intersecting their paths until they merged into a colossal sphere of water.
