Barely opening her eyes, Elira looked around in confusion. Her red, slightly misty eyes wandered, not understanding where she was and what she was doing here.
"All day," a familiar voice rang out, and she saw Idan appear in front of her.
She blinked a few times, and her cheeks turned slightly pink.
"So, did you manage to learn the Golden Fire?" asked Idan, ignoring her embarrassment.
"Huh? What? Golden Fire?" — Elira tilted her head to the side, and after a few seconds her eyes widened with the realization of how she got here.
She raised her hand and lit the flame. And then something incredible happened, almost miraculous: at her request, the flame partially turned golden.
Now, two different kinds of flames were dancing in her hands.
Seeing this miracle in her hands, Elira felt warmth on her cheeks.
"Huh? Tears?"
It took her a moment to realize that she was crying.
