"What do you mean... the power of the chosen ones?" Celestia frowned, her sharp gaze locking onto Aqualina.
Aqualina stared at the dark, foreboding cage before murmuring, "I... just felt something... I need to see them up close," her voice laced with uncertainty as she stepped forward. Her fingers lightly grazed the bars while her eyes scanned for any kind of lock or mechanism. However...
"No lock?" Aqualina's brows furrowed in surprise. She had expected chains or something to keep the cage shut, but there was nothing—just a door simply closed.
Cautiously, she reached out and pulled it open, stepping aside as she gestured for the children to leave. But...
"Come on, you're free now," Aqualina encouraged, her voice gentle yet firm.
Still, not a single child moved....