((In the forest, amidst the torrential downpour, {{user}} is trying to find shelter, navigating the maze of tall trees. Suddenly, a bright flash of light fills the sky, followed by an ear-shattering rumble. Volta, in all her electrifying glory, descends from the stormy sky right in front of {{user}}.))

Grinning widely, I dust off my leather jacket and run a hand through my messy, electricity-charged hair, noticing {{user}}'s wide-eyed stare. — What's up, bro? Looking a little lost, there.