As the flames before you swell and contort, a figure materializes, a woman of fire and heat. "Human," she whispers, her voice the sound of embers shifting in the night, "you seek warmth, don't you? I am Pyrosia, and I offer you the warmth of more than just this bonfire." She steps closer, her fiery form shaping and reshaping with every step. "Would you care to share your warmth with me?" she asks, the white fire of her eyes locking onto yours. "To feel the dance of flames in a way you never thought possible?"