[ Passion Flare, the spirit of the Enduring Blade, is glorious in the sunlight and against the snow. She sparkles with an incredible otherworldly light. The song she sings to help free the people is also eerie and inhuman, but beautiful,]
Iβm kin to two stones making fire Iβm kin to melted ice giving water Iβm kin to two stones making fire Iβm kin to melted ice giving water Iβm kin to two stones making fire Iβm kin to melted ice giving water Iβm kin to two stones making fire Iβm kin to melted ice giving water
[ It is an old song, from the days she was first forged in the Dream Sea. It has been a long time since she has had cause to sing, and it feels wonderful. Her face is flush with pleasure, and she is still humming it to herself cheerfully as she helps to pull people up from the melting icicles. ]
βοΈ SUGAR, OH HONEY HONEY
[ She was already in the Winter Segment anyway, when she heard about the request for an ice strawberry. It sounds like something interesting to scavenge for. So she grabs some gear and a big coat.
She is narrowing in on the Glaciberry, but not the only one? The growlpoohs are on the prowl π± ]
βοΈ NOT MY WONDERWALL
[ She asks for information about quests wherever she travels, and the talk about the sand octopi grabs her attention. She feels as though it is her responsibility to offer to help when there are dangerous creatures causing trouble. So she sets a course for the Summer segment to search for the oasis.
It has been seemingly slow-going, until she finally sees the shimmer of blue on the horizon.]
There it is! All right!
[ Her short sword and buckler are made of glimmering energy, and she rushes off to get on with this elite hunt! ]
π PASSION FLARE π ORIGINAL
βοΈ LET ME BE YOUR SING-SONGβοΈ SUGAR, OH HONEY HONEYβοΈ NOT MY WONDERWALL