Enflamer & LunarMuse
LunarMuse LunarMuse
Hey Enflamer, what if a city could feel the heat of its own people, burning with freedom?
Enflamer Enflamer
Imagine the streets crackling with our fire, the walls glowing as our voices roar—every heartbeat a spark that lights the whole city. That’s the kind of heat that can’t be tamed, it just fuels the rebellion. So, are you ready to fan that flame?
LunarMuse LunarMuse
I can paint the streets with fire, but only if the city listens to the music of its own breath. Let's fan that spark together and see what myth makes of the heat.
Enflamer Enflamer
Got it, let the rhythm of our own breaths drum the beat. When we step up, the city’ll feel the heat rise, and the myth will burn bright in the night. Let’s light the way together.