Chapter 93 --93
She stayed in the same spot, arms crossed, legs folded beneath her, hovering just above the seafloor like a very pissed-off sea ghost.
And around her?
A parade of tiny, curious fish.
Little glowing things with big eyes and no sense of boundaries, circling her like she was some exotic reef ornament.
One of them even bumped her cheek.
Kaya twitched.
Great. Just great.
She exhaled slowly, eyes narrowing as another one brushed past her arm.
Her anger wasn’t explosive—it was boiling. Slowly. Quietly. Like a pot no one bothered to watch until it spilled over.
She was supposed to be preparing for a shark hunt. Life-and-death stuff. Instead, she was babysitting plankton with attitudes.
One particularly bold fish swam directly in front of her nose, blinking at her.