Flora

RangeLegendaryFireWildHumanWarlock

Health：

1579

Defense：

Attack：

112

Mastery：

Crit Rate：

10%

Crit Dmg：

50%

Accuracy：

Resistance：

Skill Haste：

Lv.1（1-Star）

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Health：

1579

Defense：

Attack：

112

Mastery：

Crit Rate：

0.1

Crit Dmg：

0.5

Accuracy：

Resistance：

Skill Haste：

Lv.1（1星）

Inspiration

Inspiration1 ： Damage dealt to enemies with a shield is increased by 20%.
Inspiration2 ： Each time the hero's ultimate skill is cast, increases its damage dealt by 3%, up to 5 stacks.
Inspiration3 ： Enlightenment +60
Inspiration4 ： ATK% +30%
Inspiration5 ： Gains 10 stacks of Insight as the battle starts, 40 stacks at most.

Skill

Captain
Increases all allies' Attack by 24% in all battles.

Pillar of Secret Flame

Ultimate
Deals [+300%Attack]Derivative to an enemy and inflicts a Vortex lasting 10.0s. During this time, the Vortex gains 1 energy stack each time the target takes damage from Wild skills. Vortex explodes upon expiration, dealing additional damage, with each stack dealing additional [+125%Attack]Derivative. If the Vortex energy reaches 16 stacks, deals extra [+900%Attack]Derivative.

Flaming Sphere

Battle Skill
The Familiar launches 2 fireballs at enemies, dealing [+100%Attack]Derivative. When the hero's Insight reaches max stacks, this skill's Wild dice roll will always be the max value.

Pact Servant

Passive Skill
When an ally's Wild dice roll is ≥5, the Familiar attacks the ally's current target 1 additional time, dealing [+25%Attack]Derivative. Flora gains 1 stack of Insight, up to stacks.

Story

# 1

Excerpt from the libretto of the opera "Rain of Fire", Act 1: Lyrics: Woman (in pain, trembling): Neither a bird in a cage, nor a jewel in thy hand. Woman: I am but a timid young sprout growing from a decaying old tree. Woman: Bred from pestilence, a tyrant forced me to down cruel wine. Woman: As I grow in the freezing rain, his doctrine orders me to bloom false flowers. Woman: Ah, I groan, I howl. I am burned by a suffocating fire; I am minced into pieces by axes, by swords. Woman: Ah, I pray, I lust. I seek a power to save me, to break me free — Let my life's will be surrendered to the miraculous. Woman (sobbing): When will I feel thy breath, O god that I so long for?

# 2

Excerpt from the libretto of the opera "Rain of Fire", Act 2: Man (violently and viciously): I am the master of the land, the apex of order, the king of the herd. Man: The timid beastess be my feed; the unruly cubs be my sport. Man: They will tremble, they will worship, they will lick my fingers meek! Woman (gloomily): Thou art but a clown in a crumbling castle; thou art the king of rats in a narrow field of poppies. Man (bellowing): Beasts that covet my authority will only be trampled by me! Man: Shredding apart the escaping beastess, feeding her to arrogant cubs — who dares offend my glory? Woman (sneering): Twisted monster, disgusting insect; this be thy end. Woman: Behold the dark night's rain quenching the castle's flame, filling the fields of flowers with the fragrance of vengeance... Man (shrieking): Curse you, curse you! Wretched cubs, how can this be?! The sole king of the harbor should be I! Woman (smiling): Perish, be silenced, and become my puppet. I shall share with my god, the flesh and blood I be forced to eat!

# 3

Excerpt from the libretto of the opera "Rain of Fire", Act 3: Monster (mysterious and gentle): Ah, welcome, welcome. I am a messenger, a beacon, and I lead the worthy to bathe in glory. Monster: Welcome, new member. In this brilliant burning rain, let us follow our god's breath and set off for a new Elysium. Woman (delighted, longingly): Thou art the one who lent me strength. Monster: Nay, nay, that was thy own light all along. Woman: Thou will lead me to our god. Monster: Yes, yes... this nightly rain will be the final ablution. Monster: Thy weakness, distress, and pain shall be buried by this flaming rain!