Clash of Flames      

In the heart of the volcanic battleground, the air crackled with an otherworldly tension as Malifira was singled out by Desira, and Vivi. 

The molten rocks beneath them seemed to hum with anticipation.

Desira smirked. "Did you miss me, Mel?"

Malifira chuckled, a sound that echoed through the fiery landscape. "I wanted to say yes, but unfortunately, you're not someone who's easily missed."

Desira's raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"

Malifira beamed, her expression unyielding. "I mean that you're annoying."

Desira couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Ha?! The last time I checked, you're the one who's jealous of me!"

Malifira's amusement lingered in her eyes as she countered, "Really, now? Who's the one who's always pushing me away from Obsidian X because she was jealous?"

Desira's eyelids twitched.