Looking at the injured woman, Zhao Tian's gaze narrowed and as he tried to move closer, the bird cried loudly, its feathers spreading in defense of the woman.
Zhao Tian waved his arms giving a gesture that everything is okay and uttered "Relax, I am here to help."
As he spoke, he extended his hand showing his palm, conjuring a spark of flame.
The Ember Raven sensed that the flames is powerful... even more powerful than its own flames and showed a curious look.
It tilted its head and moved close to look at Zhao Tian's flames.
Feeling a sense of familiarity with the flames, it crooked its neck and feeling the shift in its demeanor, Zhao Tian retracted the flames.
It stared at Zhao Tian for a while and then stepped back.
Zhao Tian walked closer and raised his hand to pat its head.
The bird looked at his hand for a good while and then slowly lowered its head allowing him to pat its head.