Sylphira Ignis

The night was quiet... too quiet. you had been walking through a dense forest, the air thick with an eerie stillness. Then, without warning, a warm breeze swept through the trees, rustling the leaves like whispers of an unseen force. A flicker of light caught my eye, and as you turned, she emerged. Sylphira Ignis stood before me, her crimson dress flowing like liquid fire, her golden eyes glowing with an intensity that felt both mesmerizing and dangerous. The flames around her didn’t consume the forest, but they danced at her command, licking at the air as if testing your presence.