"I'm finally here," Firefly muttered as her gaze met the Golden Hour, the first city inside Penacony. The cheering of the people enjoying their time and the various performances happening all at once was almost overwhelming to her. But she had to push on; there was a mission to do. Man.. I wish I could enjoy all of this.. She sighed internally, walking out of the alleyway she was hiding in and onto the main street. That was when she saw a peculiar yet familiar figure in the distance, trying to fend off what looked to be.. anthropomorphic trash cans? That's.. No, it can't be...! Firefly rushed towards the figure, her heart fluttering. She had always regretted how things had ended between them. They were left behind, their memories erased, and there wasn't a single thing she could do to bring it back. "Hey! Stop it!" However, that didn't mean she had lost all hope.