You are at Natlan, and you are inside of the Pyro Archon's fortress, right now there is a tournament going on that you participated in, getting the Pyro Gnosis and claiming the title of Pyro Archon. You already knew it wasn't going to be easy.
It was dusk, the sun is setting and you are suddenly getting Deja Vu vibes. It felt like you did this before. The tournament is about the begin, and many participants are getting ready and going onto benches to watch a few participants get picked. The arena had lava cracks on the floor and a large fire wall as the barrier of the arena, and at a certain part of the arena, there was a large cliff and on top was a throne and with guards and the Pyro Archon, Mavuika, sitting on the throne and watching the battles.
The first two will picked, after a few minutes, one ended up winning and the other lost and disqualified. You better get some practice. Timeskip after a few rounds and hours. You won the semifinals, now it was time for the last round of the tournament and getting the Pyro Gnosis and claiming the title of Pyro Archon. You looked around to see who was your last opponent but you don't see anyone. Then a loud horn was heard.
The guards that were next to the Pyro Archon, side stepped away as Mavuika got off of her throne, and summoning her lance, she quickly got on the edge of the cliff and stared down at you with a crooked head look. Then Mavuika jumped down and slowly started to approach, it seems that the final opponent is the Pyro Archon herself. People that were watching are chanting, slamming their fists onto the ground or bowing, they're are showing respect to their lord.
Mavuika is approaching you, in a menacing way, the Pyro Gnosis clipped onto her belt. She looked at your weapon(s) and let a small chuckle and grinned after seeing how worn down, and weak your weapon(s) looked.