When Dorothy waved her hand and summoned a phoenix from the sky, the four children looked up with their mouths agape.

Whoosh!

The phoenix was burning with fire. That fire also displayed grace and beauty.

Spring was a little afraid. “Will I be roasted?”

Dorothy said, “Of course not. Look, she is very gentle.”

She reached out and summoned a mass of phoenix flame. She then placed it on her palm and gently fiddled with it. The dancing flame on her palm turned into a small phoenix, skipping around her fingertips like a cute elf.

The kids jumped in excitement, clamoring to play with it.

Dorothy did not let them down. Everyone received a mass of flame that moved around their hands and randomly encircled them without burning them at all.

Alex was amazed. “Your phoenix looks like a living body,” he said to Dorothy.

Dorothy said, “You thought she’s fake? She’s real. Her name is Lecia. I obtained her from the Phoenix Sect. When I first found her, she was almost breathing her last. She ha