"Fire Dance of the Enchantress"
 In the misty forest clearing, the enchantress stands tall, her long, flowing robes billowing in the wind like a living thing. The ethereal figure manipulates a swirling ball of fire, casting it about from her orbstaff in the air with graceful movements, the orange and red hues dancing against the gray backdrop of the forest. The mist swirls and twists, almost as if it's part of the same dance as the fire, forming into the shape of an fire dragon head above her adding to the mysterious atmosphere. The lights of a mythical creatures in the distance twinkle dimly through the trees, their archaic charm barely visible amidst the fog. The forest itself seems to be twisting and turning, its ancient roots and gnarled branches forming a labyrinthine pattern that seems to lead straight to the enchantress and her fiery magic.