Fang Yuan turned sharply, the weight of chaos still heavy in the room.
He snapped his fingers with quiet finality. "Felicia."
The doors eased open before the echo had faded, and Felicia stepped through with practiced grace.
Without needing to ask, she assessed the scene, the crumpled figure of Elder Mei on the floor, breath shallow.
Fang Yuan's voice lowered, gentle yet commanding.
"Take Elder Mei to Doctor Mu. See that she's tended to carefully."
Felicia bowed, a deep, respectful nod. "As you wish, Clan Head."
Then, with surprising strength for her slender frame, she knelt and cradled Elder Mei, lifting her effortlessly into her arms.
Fang Mei's head lolled lightly against Felicia's shoulder.
Not a word more was said.
Her footsteps were soft as she carried the unconscious girl out of the hall, the air behind her parting like silk.
Only once she was gone did Fang Yuan turn back to the gathered elders, his expression unreadable.
