As she gave the order, the elite warriors of the Phoenix Clan transformed into their true forms, spewing Phoenix True Fire toward the surrounding mountains and forests, igniting a blaze in an instant.
In a moment, the firelight shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire Sky-mist Canyon.
Amid the thick smoke, Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes suddenly pulled out a bone bell, slit his wrist, letting blood drip onto the bell as he frantically shook it, chanting, "Return, o soul—"
A chilling wind arose, and Celestia Fawkes' decayed corpse trembled violently as a wisp of remaining soul was forcefully drawn out, twisting into a vague human form within the flames.
"Great Shaman... I hurt..."
The remaining soul let out a piercing wail.
"What on earth is that old witch up to?"
Luna Sutton hid behind an ancient tree a hundred meters away, internally questioning.
That looks like a soul summoning ritual, doesn't it?
