The Federation's Presidential Palace, reception room.
Beyond the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, sunlight filtered through the clouds and spilled across floor tiles polished to a mirror shine, reflecting the elegant decor around the room.
Shyarly sat quietly on a specially made cushion, her tail resting lightly across it. She slowly raised her hands above the crystal ball before her, her gaze focused and calm as she concentrated on her divination.
Under her gaze, a thin white mist gradually spread across the crystal ball's surface. Then hazy shapes and lights began to emerge within it.
Before long, a clear yet strange scene appeared inside the crystal ball, visible only to her.
It was a country with a character all its own, filled with old-fashioned wooden buildings. People on the streets wore kimono and walked in geta.
High above the country, more than twenty thousand meters up, over a hundred islands formed a floating archipelago that flickered in and out of sight among the clouds.
"I see it. The Flying Pirates are now..."
Shyarly slowly raised her head and looked at Lucas, who sat across from her. She described everything she had seen in the crystal ball.
"Thank you for your help, Shyarly."
A warm smile appeared on Lucas's face, with a hint of approval in his eyes.
He nodded slightly and gave Violet, who stood nearby, a signal with his eyes.
Violet understood. She gracefully brought her hands before her eyes, a faint light flashing in them as she activated the Glint-Glint Fruit's power.
Using the general direction Hawkins had divined earlier, she began looking across a vast distance. Her sight seemed to become a light bird, soaring into the distant sky to survey everything within range from above.
Scene after scene flashed through her mind as the reach of her vision