The Fierce Wolf and the Sleeping Lion

Without waiting for Desmond's reply, he caught the faint murmur escaping Jessy's lips, sensing the crackling energy coiling around them like a protective shroud. The air seemed to shimmer with anticipation, adding an electric charge to the atmosphere.

*bubble* *bubble*

The energy transformed into a gentle, aqueous embrace, resembling a plush water jelly that offered comfort. A symphony of boiling water sounds filled the air, creating a soothing harmony that cocooned Desmond's body within an oval-shaped bubble. Though enclosed, a small pocket of air remained, allowing him to breathe freely.

As his feet made contact with the liquid surface, he marveled at how the water had solidified, providing a sturdy foundation for him to stand upon. Desmond couldn't help but acknowledge the stark disparity between Jessy's mastery over natural elements and that of the other students he had encountered thus far.