In the heart of the Sunscorch Clan's main residence, a chamber of polished sandstone glowed faintly under the light of enchanted braziers. Behind a sturdy oak table sat Vierra Sunscorch, her presence as commanding as the flaming lion of her manifestation. Her skin was smooth, but her muscular build and wild, golden hair evoked the image of a lioness ready to pounce. Her eyes, sharp and piercing, seemed to cut through the very air. The title of Sun Sword Saint felt almost too tame for her; Lion Sun Saint would have suited her fierce aura better. Kaeron entered the room, his usual grin softened by the weight of their recent spar, and took a seat across from her.
"So, what did you think?" he asked, leaning back in his chair.
