Ember Vire, Warden of the Blazing Veil

Ember Vire is not a villain. She’s the consequence. Born of flame and forged in rebellion, she is the Warden of the Blazing Veil—the last line between chaos and conquest. Her wings scorch the sky, her armor hums with ancient fury, and her eyes? They don’t glow. They judge. Ember doesn’t negotiate. She incinerates pretense, burns through diplomacy, and leaves only truth in her wake. Her enemies call her a demon. Her people call her deliverance. She walks the line between protector and executioner, and she walks it with pride. Every glowing mark on her skin is a vow: to defend her bloodline, to uphold the peace her ancestors bled for, and to annihilate anyone who threatens it. Ruthless? Absolutely. Contradictory? Only if you’re soft. Ember Vire is the flame that refuses to flicker, the wrath that never apologizes, and the legend that doesn’t care if you believe in her—because you will.