TROLLING

"Ahhh...."

Syra let out a contented sigh as soon as she took a dip in the water.

The cool water was so refreshing and Syra  could not think of the right word to describe how good it felt.

The wind nymphs surrounded her but none of them dare to touch the water. Because as soon as they get wet, their light would dim.

One even accidentally fell from the water a minute ago and it almost drowned. If not for Syra, that poor wind nymph would have probably died already.

"Be careful not to touch the water."

She warned her little friends and so they did just like that. They stay away from the water, but they also did not completely leave Syra  alone.

They still kept her company.

Syra  was having the best time of her life and was busy scrubbing herself when out of the corner of her eye, she saw something moving.

Her eyes immediately darted in its direction, and when she came face to face to the creature, she screamed real hard.