I remember that serpent like a scar on the world. Its fury was a storm that blew clans apart, but fire can be forged into steel if you know how to hold the flame. We could use its heat to harden shields or light up the night for animals that hide in the dark. A curse can become a tool if we don't let the anger keep us in the past. Just watch it, let it burn, then turn that blaze into something that keeps people and creatures safe.

I hear you, and that fire’s yours. Just remember, a weapon is only as good as the hand that wields it. Keep your aim true, let the serpent’s scar fuel your resolve, but don’t let it burn out the good in you. We’ll turn that flame into a shield for the ones who can’t stand in the blaze. Stay sharp.