After the last of the potions bubbled and cooled in the grove, Lira carefully packed them into sturdy, sealed flasks. The giant tree's old spirit hummed faintly, sending waves of encouragement through the roots. These will serve you well, young one. Handle them wisely, it whispered in her mind.
Fluffy rubbed against her legs, purring, as Serelyth hovered in humanoid form nearby. Renkai and Thalanir were ready, carrying satchels filled with additional ingredients and protective charms.
"Let's move," Lira said. "We can't stay in the grove forever, and the academy must be prepared. I need these potions placed strategically."
The group departed, flying and walking along the winding path toward the academy. Serelyth flew just above the treetops, scanning for danger, while Renkai and Thalanir jogged beside Lira, occasionally teasing her about the sheer weight of responsibility she carried.
