(Five days later)
Alicia stood in a grand hall, the walls adorned with intricate tapestries and golden chandeliers illuminating the space. In the center of the room, a round table sat, surrounded by a menagerie of individuals. A towering figure with fur and a lion-like head sat at the head of the table, his piercing eyes surveying the room. An elven woman with cascading blonde hair sat across from him, her features sharp and ethereal.
In the center of the table, a delicately carved glass bottle stood, its glistening red contents catching the light and casting an otherworldly glow over the faces of those gathered. The atmosphere in the room was charged with anticipation, and Alicia could feel the weight of the room's purpose settling on her shoulders. Her words finally broke the tense silence in the room.
