She had to try. For her mother, for Monica.
The world of magic was as much about belief as it was about power. She closed her eyes for a brief moment, trying to block out the doubts and focus on her resolve.
The water she summoned glistened with an otherworldly radiance, and as she directed it toward Selina's icy cage, she couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of her own magic.
The water flowed with a fluidity that defied the boundaries of the physical world. It was as though she and the water were connected, moving in harmony to challenge the icy fortress.
The initial moments of the spell were the most challenging. Beads of sweat dotted her brow as she strained to maintain control over her magic. Her heart raced with anxiety.
It was as though time had slowed down, and each second felt like an eternity. She had to push past her fears and focus on the task at hand.
