The heat of battle had barely faded from the Crimson Fields as the members of the Ursa Minor Guild regrouped. The air was still thick with ash, and the ground beneath their feet was warm, though the once-raging lava had begun to cool, thanks to the combined efforts of Blakely's pandas and the guild's relentless teamwork. Magma, the Elemental King of Fire, had been forced to retreat, but his parting words echoed ominously in Blakely's mind: "The Elemental Kings will rise again."
As the tension of battle subsided, Blakely found herself back on top of Matcha, her loyal panda and traveling bed, who let out a low, contented rumble as Blakely settled down. Her five other panda summons—Bamboo, Coral, Ember, Umbrie, and Stormie—circled around her protectively, their ears still perked up and alert despite the temporary calm.
Maven appeared beside her, brushing ash off her fox ears as she smirked. "Well, that was... hot."
