"Let me go! Please let me go! I'll give you treasure!" The Firebird struggled frantically against the snare, but her injured shoulder kept her from easily reaching it to untie the cord, and she wasn't strong enough to break the silk. She calmed slightly at Phaelan's offer of help, and pulled a ring off her finger to offer him. Intricately worked gold clasped a dark cabochon that seemed to catch and hold the Firebird's glow within itself. "See? Treasure... just set me free and I'll give you more... I'll give you all of it if you don't let them put me in a cage!"

Brilliant fireworks fountained into the air from Draza's hands, startling the bird-woman into silence.