It was a phoenix feather, one belonging to the tail of the phoenix. Just looking at it gave a burning sensation to Xavier, it was much more intense than looking at the sun directly.
"You… did you steal it?"
"I'm sure my father would understand. This is also for the future of my tribe."
"So you did steal it. Sigh, do you want the both of us to be in trouble? The consequences of what you're doing would be severe. At the very least, you would be disowned and branded as the traitor of your tribe, and I will be the eternal enemy that'll be hunted for generations."
Cassandra raised her eyebrows in skepticism.
"Aren't you exaggerating a bit? Sure, it's a precious treasure for our tribe, but it's ultimately a treasure. Our people come before this thing. Trading this for your help and assistance feels like a fair deal."
Xavier narrowed his eyes and replied in an irritated tone,
