As the many elves answered Puni's summons and gathered around the Tree of Life, whose aura was sinking into silence, the entire space trembled slightly beneath this unprecedented assembly of power.
Puni hovered at the center of the void, the radiance of the Holy Spirit shining like a gentle sun, illuminating every solemn or bewildered face.
Without unnecessary pleasantries, he clearly conveyed to every elf present that the Tree of Life had chosen to undergo rebirth of its own accord.
"What?! The Tree of Life wants to undergo rebirth of its own accord?!"
Scarlett cried out involuntarily, the brilliant radiance around her wavering under the violent surge of her emotions.
She stepped forward, deep incomprehension written across her stunning face. "Puni, the Tree of Life is the foundation of the lifelines of the four great galaxies."
"If anything goes wrong during its rebirth and its source dissipates... what will the countless living beings in this vast universe depend on?"
"Won't the vitality of myriad worlds wither away along with it?! The risk is far too great!"
Her concerns immediately found agreement among many of the Elf Kings, and whispers and worried glances spread among the elves.
After all, the survival of the Tree of Life carried far too much weight.
"Scarlett."
Just then, a clear voice rang out.
Mo Ruier looked at Scarlett and said, "We all understand your concerns."
"But this is not a choice we have forced upon it. It is the Tree of Life's own will."
"It has reached the end of its road. Rather than cling to a fading breath amid decay, it would risk the destruction of both body and soul for a chance at new life."
"We should respect... that resolve!"
"Only by bathing in fire can a phoenix be born anew. The Tree