A simple piece of clothing might not seem like much.
But as Solara felt the soft warmth of the garment drape over her body, she couldn't help but feel a gentle wave of warmth flow through her heart.
"Now that you've got the Celestial Feathered Gown, it's time to head out."
"Yeah, the sun's about to rise over the continent of Elant. It's time."
At that moment, Timothy and Sylvia exchanged a glance.
They both smiled softly, as if in sync, and hand in hand, they stepped forward. The space around them began to warp under the divine power.
"You're leaving?"
Solara finally snapped out of her thoughts.
Looking around, she noticed that the members of the Pale Phoenix Clan, like her, were watching the departing figures with a sense of reluctance.
The Celestial Feathered Gown was famous among humans, but it held a special significance for the Phoenix Clan as well.