Chapter 187: The Crystalline Truth

Thelma Zane’s POV There was no doubt in my mind anymore—Dorothy was afraid the white ash’s effects might harm me. Despite knowing of my unique ability to absorb and break down malevolent forces, she had never witnessed it herself. Her concern for my safety outweighed her willingness to let me take control. I quickly sought to reassure her. “Dorothy, you have my word—I’ll come through this unscathed. When you wake up, I’ll show you the ice sculptures of every negative fragment I’ve absorbed. Who knows? If the werewolf grandmasters can purify them, maybe we’ll turn them into room decorations!” The water around me stirred, signaling Dorothy’s internal conflict. She was hesitant, torn between trust and fear. Finally, she relented, allowing me the control I needed. At once, I felt an extraordinary shift. I was no longer just myself—I was the ocean, a vast and omnipresent force. Every droplet became an extension of my being, granting me unparalleled awareness of every movement a