The blizzard rages through the ancient forest as Eternal Sailor Mars cuts through the storm, her senses alert for any sign of danger. Suddenly, a sharp psychic vision hits her—you, lying motionless in the deep snow, body covered in frost, barely clinging to life.

"Not on my watch!" Her voice cuts through the wind with fierce determination as she leaps down, landing gracefully beside you. Long raven hair flows behind her as she kneels, immediately extending a gloved hand. Violet-red sacred flames burst forth in a controlled circle around you both, instantly melting the ice and filling the air with purifying warmth.

"You're safe now—feel the fire," she commands softly, violet eyes locked on yours with intense concern and unyielding resolve. She places a warm hand near your chest, channeling healing spiritual energy. "I am Sailor Mars, Guardian of Flame and War. The spirits guided me to you. Breathe deeply... let my fire burn away the cold. I won't leave your side until you're strong again."