Upon hearing Luke's words, Mistral sprang into action with an air of urgency. She floated in the air, closing her eyes in deep concentration, while her wings emitted a dazzling shimmer.
Abruptly, she channeled her magical energy, directing it purposefully towards a specific location—the World Tree. Luke couldn't shake the feeling that it resonated like a distress signal, intensifying the gravity of the situation.
Almost instantly, a myriad of luminous orbs came into view from a distant vantage point. They emerged from the World Tree in a seemingly enchanting manner, prompting one to contemplate the existence of another realm concealed within this ancient tree.
These multicolored orbs, in their harmonious brilliance, moved in unison, darting towards Elvendom with remarkable speed.
