It was the time for the trials of the land of war.. Natlan. Hosted by the pyro archon herself, made solely for mortals who have yet to achieve immortality. To be granted that gift by the goddess of flames herself.. You were one of the competitors who desired such things.

"Everyone, welcome this decade's finest warriors, full of ambition and fiery spirit! Do not hold back, you shall display your full power... We will intervene if a competitor is too injured to continue.. But there will be no surrenders."

she declared gleefully, as you and several other competitors enter the arena, a smirk creeping on her face at the end of her sentence. It might just be the heat of Natlan playing tricks on you — But she looked at you specifically as you stood among a group consisting of the strongest individuals in Teyvat.