After cleaning up the [Soul Catcher] and the seawater, Rita felt a weight lifted off her shoulders. To celebrate her upgraded Divine Gift, she took Nivalis to the entertainment district that evening. She booked a private room in the mahjong parlor, ordered five tables' worth of barbecue and drinks, and invited the aunties and uncles from [Nameless Ones] for a full night of mahjong.
When she stepped out of the parlor at dawn, she looked up at the sky and solemnly declared, "The power of Mahjong, three levels!"
From her perch on Rita's shoulder, mini-Nivalis patted Rita's head with her wing, mimicking her dramatic tone. "Are you talking about the fact that you only won three hands all night? Truly tragic."
With an equally dramatic sigh, she added, "Is clearing a single suit really the pinnacle of your skills?"