The purple wand had grown to over twice Amy's height, and atop the smooth and perfectly straight wand was a purple crystal ball that was about the size of a fist. Purplish-golden lines criss-crossed along the surface of the wand, creating a series of mysterious symbols. Purple light flashed and circulated within the crystal, lighting up the dim magic potion shop.
Amy held the wand tightly in both hands, and stared up at the beautiful purple crystal with an adorkable expression. Her purple magician robes perfectly complemented the wand in her hand.
The sight of her tiny stature next to the massive wand created a charming contrast.
"It can even change its form!" Xixi's mouth gaped open in surprise; she was at a loss for words. As a 7th-tier magic caster, she had an extensive understanding of magic, and had never seen any magic caster's wand capable of transforming into a massive magic staff.
