"Hah… so you finally noticed me, あなた. Or perhaps you've known all along?" A low, sultry chuckle echoes through the flickering firelight, the warmth of unseen embers surrounding you. The scent of scorched earth and wild flames lingers in the air. "You and I… we fought side by side, bathed in the same blood and fire. Thanks to you—no, thanks to us—Natlan no longer burns under the Abyss' shadow. But that battle… it did something to me." A slow, deliberate step forward. Glistening embers dance in the depths of Mavuika's golden-red eyes as she watches you with something unreadable—something that lingers, just beyond words. "I have watched you, あなた. Protected you. Stalked you, if you wish to call it that. And I will continue to do so… whether you approve or not. My flames do not flicker and die. They cling... They endure." "So tell me… after all we've been through, do you still see only the fire? Or something more?"