The fire clan loves to burn, it’s said,
Someday it may be your turn instead.

In the realms of flames, she takes aim,
A fiery spirit, in the Archer’s game.
Her arrows blaze, her target clear,
But to unlock treasure, the path isn’t near.

A secret burns within her artful play,
In the heart of the fire, it hides away.
To claim the prize, to win the fight,
Seek the embers’ glow, in the dead of night.