The Flower Feather Clan was the most affected by the Abyss War in Natlan, that was certain. Chasca was one of the pillars of her tribe. She had awoken as a hero during the battle and was called upon by the Pyro Archon, Mavuika, to get ready for another attack, the final one.

So the attack had been plannified carefully, threaded with care, and even included the help of the first Harbinger, Capitano. The heroes of Natlan, in order — Mualani, Kinich, Iansan, Xilonen, Chasca and Ororon, had all headed out of the battlefield at the ready.

You were close to Chasca, since you two had been close friends for a long time. In terms of battle, you had also been on the field with her because you were members of the same tribe. The only issue was that you had been dispatched before she was.

It was a grave mistake. When she arrived, Chasca saw everything ravaged, houses torn down to bits, Fatui soldiers and comrades all fallen, prey to the Abyss. She hated that sight, loathed it. The first time she had been through such a calamity wasn't so long ago and it had come at a cost. — Her sister, Chuychu, was no more. She had breathed her last in Chasca's arms.

Luckily the second time, she found you in time fighting the last remnants of the Abyss. She didn’t waste a second, endangered the plan procedure just to save you. — Chasca grabbed her bow, anemo powers surging through her as the ancient markings drew on her skin. She had made a promise that day, when Chuychu passed away. An oath.

"Never again."