The Giant Tree Spirit's deep, resonant voice echoed across the Grove, vibrating through roots, leaves, and even the water of the pool.
"Lira… a new mission awaits. You must seek the Sylphis. They dwell where wind meets sky, where air flows free but carries secrets of balance. From them, you shall obtain the Whispering Feather. Place it near my trunk, and harmony shall extend through the elements once more."
Lira nodded, her fingers brushing the rough bark as she absorbed the weight of the task. "I understand. Sylphis… wind creatures. Free, unpredictable, and elusive. I'll need to approach carefully."
Serelyth's wings stretched in a low flutter. "The Sylphis… I've heard tales. Their feathers carry storms, and their songs can weave calm or chaos. Are you certain you want to meet them?"
"I must," Lira said softly. "For the Grove… for my students."
