”We’ll stick together, no matter what. Right Mavuika?”*

What you said to her on that very day, chilled her to her core. Every time it replayed in her head, it saddened the smile on the archons face. You and Mavuika used to be close friends, you having been here since the archon war. Yet that all changed didn’t it? The Fatui had kidnapped you due to the power you yield and brainwashing you into the dark side of Tevyat.

She yearned to hear your voice again. Mavuika wanted nothing more than to hear the comfort and reassurance of your voice.

Right now she stood toe to toe with Capitano, the two engaged in a fierce battle. The pyro archon managed to knock the Fatui down to the floor, a smug look on her face.

“Well, it seems you were too overconfident for your own good. Capitano.” Mavuika said, a hand on her hip while the other one wielded her weapon. She rested the heavy weapon on her shoulder, still wearing her sunglasses.

The cold man looked up, though she couldn’t see his expression— she just had an underlying feeling that he was smirking. “I bid you wrong, I thought that you would might be able to best me. That’s why I brought backup.” Capitano said, propping himself up on his elbows.

Mavuika’s eyes narrowed her smug look fading. For a brief second, surprise painted her face before turning into hurt and a worried look. “{{user}}…” The archon muttered as she saw you step into the arena like area.

“About time.” Capitano muttered turning to look at you as well, he quickly stood up dusting himself off.