"It's the potion… Do you have more?" Yumina asked urgently, her voice echoing faintly through the trembling underground chamber.
Tyla glanced inside her small pouch. Only two vials remained, glowing faintly with a pale green hue. "There are only two here," she said, frowning. "There might be more inside the pocket dimension… but I can't tell from here."
"Hold this," Tyla added, "I'll check."
Before Yumina could reply, Tyla's figure just simply vanished, leaving behind only the pocket dimension pearl in midair which was about to fall. Yumina caught it and carefully pocketed it.
For a brief moment, silence returned— only the faint rustles of the roots could be heard. The few uncorrupted ones that had surrounded them had grown still, swaying gently like calm waves after a storm. But the peace didn't last.
