Garalt and Greylen waved to their comrades and then slowly made their way to the ocean's waves.  Though he was wearing boots, Garalt could feel the coolness of the water through the leather.  A gentle breeze blew over them, and Garalt slowly breathed in the salty air.  
    "Please hurry, Garalt!" Alyia shouted from a distance with a smile, "I don't think I can stand all these snide comments for long!  They're all ganging up on me!"  Garalt smiled back and nodded.
    "Your friend is having a bad influence on our dragon, Greylen," Garalt said, looking over his shoulder at the mage.
    "Demonclaw is a bad influence on everyone," Greylen smiled.  
    "So how far out do we need to go?"
    "We need to get out as far as we can.  The magic will fade quickly if exposed to too much air.  It IS an underwater spell, after all.  Then again..."
    "Then again what?"  Garalt asked quickly.
    "Well, this is a new spell for me, so I don't know how it'll work.  I got it out of one of the books in that mage school"
    "Wonderful..." Garalt shook his head.
    The two made it out into the water till it reached their belts.   Any further and they would have had a hard time standing up due to the waves.  
    "All right, " Greylen said, holding up his staff and scepter.
    "Good luck," Garalt said with a fake smile.
    "To the both of us," Greylen teased.  Garalt swallowed hard.
    Greylen began to chant softly, and as he did so, Garalt could feel the ground at this feet begin to change, and then rise.  
    "Powers of the air, bow to my will, push back the seas and give us passage!  CERULEAN SPHERE!" Greylen called out.
    The ground had seemed to become much more solid than the sandy bottom of the ocean.  Soon the water at their feet began to flow away from them as a soft blue haze encircled them.  It slowly began to rise up out of the water, forming a half sphere around them, and continued over their heads.  Garalt soon found himself in what he could only describe as a bubble.
    "Amazing," Garalt said, looking about him.  Greylen just smiled and began to guide the magical sphere down beneath the waves.  Garalt was astonished at all that he saw, the living ocean revealed to him.  The sphere seemed to be giving off it's own light, illuminating all that they came near, and giving Garalt a better view at it all.  
    It took the two a short while to reach the edge of the ocean cliff where they thought the cave entrance would be.  Garalt smiled to himself as he saw schools of fish of every description swim around and past them.  As they made their way down deeper and deeper, the light around them began to dissipate more and more, until everything was surrounded by a dark blue haze.  
    "Will we run out of air in here?" Garalt said, realizing he should have asked the question while they were still on land.
    "Goodness I hope not," Greylen said, looking about him.