The sun shone bright on the blue plane, glistening in the waves of the lake. There, a lone small being floats in the air, just at the forewash of the beach. She stares down curiously at the small swimming fishes as she floats above them, feeling hungry at the sight.

"Now, how can Paimon catch them...?" "She whispered to herself, squinting her gaze on to the fishes, staring calculatively while she floats above them."

"She began tapping her chin with her arms crossed, contemplating if she could even catch any of these fishes despite her small stature."