Clan Meeting [1]

Next morning:

The Phoenix Soul Pavilion buzzed with tension and hushed murmurs.

Servants moved briskly through the halls, while a low hum of voices echoed from the meeting chamber.

"Is it completely gone?" Elder Yin asked in a low voice, glancing around the room.

Elder Sun shook his head, his brows furrowed. "Not entirely. The main structure's lost, but it didn't spread to the other warehouse."

"How?" Elder Ra leaned in, voice tight. "That fire was massive."

"Elder Jingyi," Elder Sun replied, his tone lightening just a bit.

"She got there just in time. Snuffed it out before it reached the second building."

"You're telling me she stopped it alone?" Elder Yin blinked.

"With her usual flair," Elder Chen added dryly.

"Phew… That's a relief," muttered Elder Yin. "If both had gone up, we'd be counting spirit herbs by the ashes."