The pond shimmers as pouka weave in and out of it, navigating water and air easily as though there were no difference between the two. Sparkling droplets scatter from their fins. In the moment, it is easy to see again how all things are connected, how one strand plucked here resonates at a great distance with all of the others.

There is a new power here, between the stillness and the motion. Reach for it, and it is yours.

A new grenade is available for purchase from the Pouka Pond.