Ophelia, her brows knitted in concentration, gazed thoughtfully at the list of evolution paths for Blackie. "So many choices," she murmured, the complexity of the decision evident in her voice. "Each one could change Blackie's abilities in such different ways."
Zorvax, standing close to her, gave a slow nod of agreement. "True, the variety of paths offers a range of possibilities. Let's delve into the specific requirements for each evolution. It might give us a clearer picture," he suggested, his eyes intently fixed on the screen as he reactivated the system interface.
As Zorvax methodically scrolled through the evolutionary options for Blackie, Ophelia leaned in closer, her interest clearly piqued. She peered over his shoulder, her eyes moving rapidly as she tried to absorb every detail on the screen. Her posture was one of keen interest, indicative of her deep involvement in the decision-making process.