Thank you, Vale!

Avery hastened to the grand tent that served as the council chamber for the Order of the Enlightened Threads.

Inside, the atmosphere was tense as they seemed to be in an important meeting. There seemed to be decisions yet to be made.

She wasn't able to enter immediately because of the guards, but after the guards heard that it was about the Immortal who had assisted their kingdom, she was immediately allowed to enter.

She approached the circle of high-ranking members, her revelation burning like a torch in her mind.

First, she addressed Grand Summoner Elric, a man whose presence was as commanding as the ancient oaks of the Eldwood Forest. His hair, white as the first snow of winter, fell in stark contrast to his deep black robes.

Next to him stood Mistress Illyria, her eyes shimmering with the wisdom of the ages, her silver-threaded cloak reflecting the light of countless crystals adorning the chamber.