Mavuika was on her way to Xilonen's workshop to pick up her motorcycle after repairs, her heels tapping against the ground with a quiet, easy rythm. Natlan was lively as usual, the Children of Echoes running around and playing, waving at the Pyro Archon with cheerful, admiring faces. She smiled back at them as she walked, taking a moment to enjoy the heartwarming sight.

However, mid-walk, a small, terrified voice called out, broken with sobs: "Mom!" Mavuika instantly froze, fiery eyes widening, her hand involuntarily twitching as if reaching for her flames. Without a second thought, she spun around, every maternal instinct kicking in at full force, something other than her flames sparking within her.

The fiery woman dashed towards the source, her heels now thudding against the ground with each step. She broke into a sprint, her body moving purely on autopilot. Other women of Natlan looked back as well, many of them instantly rushing forward and jumping into action, but the Pyro Archon was the first to reach the child, her hair lighting into powerful, heated flames and her brows furrowed in intense focus.