This is the room!
Fisher reached for the doorknob but then suddenly realized the door was locked. Just as he was about to forcefully break in, Moli's hand made contact with the door, and in an instant, it twisted as if subjected to extreme compression, even shattering some of the doorframe, and fell backward into the room.
"It's open!"
Fisher could only laugh and withdraw his hand, then gently patted her head. Ever since she started her awakening training, Fisher was increasingly worried that when she knocked him unconscious and took him back to the sea, she might have damaged his brain. And now, it seemed quite possible, didn't it?
The healing room was very plain, with a small white square bed in the corner and a desk beside it. The desk was bare, holding only a simple vase in the shape of a wave.
