After a while, Maya, who was sitting there, remained unmoved. She neither fiddled curiously nor turned to look at Malin. Time seemed to have frozen for her. Malin instinctively felt that something was amiss, but the two Divine Masters seemed to have already noticed the problem.
Together, they conjured a mirror made of Water Elementals in front of Maya.
In that moment, Malin saw many versions of Maya in the mirror, wearing a black wedding dress, her everyday clothes, tattered armor, and holding books.
More and more Mayas appeared in the mirror, of different ages and appearances: red-haired, grey-furred, silver-braided; old women, young children, proud-bosomed adults, and girls armored like bulletproof vests.
"What's with those leopard creatures pulling up a water mirror? I can't see anything," Xingyan frowned. "Is their potion working?"
