The phoenix descended gracefully, landing before them with a soft thud. Its eyes, burning with ancient knowledge, seemed to pierce through to their very souls. After a moment of silent communication, the phoenix extended a wing, and a single tear fell, sizzling as it hit the ground.
Leora carefully collected the tear in a small vial, her heart swelling with gratitude. "Thank you," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. As she capped the vial and placed it securely in her satchel, the phoenix let out a melodic, haunting cry that echoed through the mountains. Leora and Elara exchanged nervous glances, sensing that the journey was far from over.
"We must hurry back to Aeliana," Elara urged, her voice tense. "This place feels... unsettled."
Leora nodded, her eyes scanning the rocky terrain. "I feel it too. Let's move quickly."
