The Star Spirit descended slowly, as light as a snowflake and completely silent, yet it captured the attention of everyone in the room.
It hovered in mid-air, a formless, small orb of pure white light that swirled and flowed.
Its existence was composed of pure energy, devoid of the texture and warmth of a flesh-and-blood body.
Gu Ming gazed at the ball of light, involuntarily recalling the lingering sensation on his fingertips from their last contact.
'Was that... the silhouette of a tiny Elf?'
'Or was it a far more bizarre form of energy-based life, something completely beyond his comprehension?'
The halo of light concealed the answer, leaving only hazy speculation in its wake.
Professor Weng's sharp gaze lingered on the Star Spirit for a moment before he nodded slightly, offering his professional assessment.
