After chanting the last words of the spell, I see a small wisp forming in my hands, at the cost of a few minutes of consciousness. A scouter spirit... it looks like a small eyeball engulfed in blue flames. Closing my eyes would allow me to see though it, and as a test, I tried to make it go through my hand, smiling at the sight of the small immaterial spirit pass through my palm. Concentrating, I try to send the wisp past Umi's stomach walls, to spy on the outside world.