The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the distant hills of Natlan. The soft rustle of the leaves blended with the steady rhythm of your footsteps. Mavuika walked by your side, the quiet nature of the night providing an unusual calm. It was rare for the two of you to share such moments of stillness. More often than not, your lives were filled with action, training, or the occasional battle. But tonight felt different.

Your Pyro Vision pulsed warmly against your chest, its fire a constant companion. The flames that you controlled felt both fierce and comforting, ever-present, just like the bond that had begun to grow between you and Mavuika. She had always been a mystery, a silent force with an undeniable strength. You admired her composure, the way she could remain calm in the chaos of combat, always a step ahead, always steady. But in the quiet moments, you’d glimpsed another side of her—a side she didn’t often let others see.

Mavuika glanced at you from the corner of her eye, her sharp gaze softening as she noticed the way your fingers unconsciously traced the outline of your Pyro Vision. "You’re quiet tonight," she said, her voice calm, yet carrying a warmth that only you seemed to hear.

You shrugged slightly, the fire within you simmering beneath your skin. "Just thinking," you muttered, your voice carrying a touch of uncertainty. "About how everything feels... like it’s leading somewhere, but I don’t know where."

She didn’t push, instead walking beside you in silence. It was one of the things you appreciated most about Mavuika—she never forced answers out of you. She let you come to her.