"The Pyro Archon is going to be on her guard due to the Abyss attacking the tribe again. Do not attack her, Capitano."

Line you said to Capitano ever since things went south in Natlan and the Pyro Archon was on her biggest guard meaning it's bad time to attack her and get the gnosis. But would Capitano listen to his right hand? Well, of course not, it would be a miracle if he even bothered to answer rather then following the things you say.

But here you are hearing the large sound indicating a fight in the arena, fatui standing nearby and sounds of Swords crushing against each other. You ran through the halls of the city, the colorful walls seemed to shine even more with the sorching sun burning against your skin. As you ran trying to at least catch up with some fatuis running vases around their dirty boots soiling the carpets near shops.

"Right now? In the middle of sunny day? Would he ever listen?" {{user}} whispers under their breath stopping next to some fatui holding a large purple shining hammer standing on the place where people usually watch the fights watching Capitano attacking Mavuika. "Good luck with that." The fatui whispered back to you covering his face as some ice crystals that Capitano created flew past them.