As Kent approached with a curious look, the pillar began to shift. Cracks formed rapidly, spider-webbing across the surface as the sound of breaking glass echoed through the chamber.
Large chunks of the fire-ice mixture started to fall away, each piece disintegrating before it could reach the ground, turning into steam and a fine ash that danced in the air.
From within the crumbling fire-ice pillar, the shadow of a majestic creature began to emerge.
Kent stood in awe, his heart pounding loudly in his chest as he watched the fire phoenix struggle to emerge from the fire-ice blocks.
Its vast wings unfurled slowly as it freed itself from its own prison. The phoenix's wings were a stunning ash-fire color, a blend of deep gray with flickers of bright, burning orange that seemed to light up the entire chamber.
Despite its grandeur, the creature appeared frail and weakened, its body turned an ash color and partially translucent, as if it was fading from existence.
