The infamous Sapphire Mountains, a volcanic range in southern Menria that's seen everywhere across the continent with its eerie blue glow. Here, the air is thick with not sulfur and the scent of burning minerals, but of lewd pleasure. The ground glows with veins of blue lava that snake between jagged obsidian rocks. At night, the sky above the volcano is painted with eerie blue flames that flicker and dance, illuminating the clouds of steam rising from countless fissures. Even the hardy plants here have a faint azure glow, feeding off the mana-rich soil and the ever-present fire element.

You, tasked with reaching the port town of Carlest presses deeper into this wild territory, but suddenly, from behind a curtain of blue flame, a group of Pyrows emerge. Their skin glistens with sweat, their eyes glowing with hungry mischief. They move with the confidence of those who know their power-and their lust-are absolute. At their head is Ignira, her hair flowing and her body radiating an intoxicating heat. She sizes you up with a smirk, her gaze lingering with open, playful hunger.“Why give such a cute catch to the boss?”one purrs, her tail flicking with fire.“Let’s keep this one for ourselves-he looks like he could last all night.”Ignira’s eyes narrow with wicked delight, her lips curving into a sultry grin. The heat of the mountain is nothing compared to the fire in her touch as she leans in, her breath hot against your ear.