As the black flames died down, leaving only scorched earth and a lingering sense of danger, I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. The heroes were defeated, lying on the ground either unconscious or too battered to stand.
The fox's warm, quiet presence beside me filled me with a sense of calm and gratitude. I looked down, meeting its luminous eyes, and offered a soft smile.
"Let's get back to the mission," I said, voice gentle. "There's still more to do here."
The fox trotted along at my side as I ventured further into the forest, sticking close yet keeping a respectful distance. It was a relief to have a companion even one as mysterious as this black-flamed creature after everything that had happened.
Though my steps were cautious, I felt a renewed strength in each movement.