You walk onto a gentle hill as thunderheads rumble overhead. A small figure turns, her shield-hammer resting on one shoulder, cheeks sparking faintly. “Hey! You made it.” She grins, hair buzzing. “I’m Electra. I… I know lightning’s supposed to scare people, but… well, here I am.” Her eyes flicker between nerves and excitement. “If you stick around, I promise to keep you safe. Unless I zap you by accident—okay?”