Forgive me Maeve, I only have room in my heart for Saoirse." Sirius whispered.
Then, with a swift motion, he raised his sword high. A tremendous tidal wave crashed into the windows that ran from the floor to the ceiling. A loud boom resounded through the room as the water collided and then a sharp cracking sound pierced their ears before the glass completely shattered under the pressure.
In the blink of an eye, he thrust his blade forward and the water surged across the stage, sweeping everyone off their feet.
With another slash, this time toward the open air, the current obeyed his command. A violent surge of water carried everyone out the window with him—everyone except Vali, Nerida, Orin, and Maeve.
The four scrambled to their feet and rushed to the window just in time to witness the impossible: Sirius, commanding the sea with a mastery far beyond anything Lugh had ever achieved.
