Rue smiled at the watcher. "You know that I'm a void dragon, right? Void lock is one of my favourite skills."
The watcher nodded. "Indeed, Supreme Lady. Karl informed me of the basics of your history just now. Would you perhaps like a raspberry tart?"
Rue laughed and shook her head in dismay. "You know, those don't grow here, right? They're a mortal realm plant, though there are equivalents in this world."
"I can substitute the Mountain Tartberry if you prefer."
That was the Immortal Realm equivalent of the raspberry, and they grew them in the Tiny World now, for the sake of the Mystic Chefs. So, there were plenty available, even if the Watcher hadn't been able to simply will them into existence using the kitchen function of the [Pet Space] spell.
In some ways, that spell was absolutely broken and overpowered, but in others it was so incredibly mundane that it could be overlooked.
