The sky above was choked with ash-tinted light, and below, the land was an unsettling sheet of muddy glass—glossy, cracked, and pulsing faintly like something alive.
Sixteen beautiful women stood scattered across its uneven surface.
Then, without warning, a white light flashed above them.
Luminyss descended effortlessly from a portal.
… YAAAWWN~
Her arms stretched lazily as she floated in place.
CLAP!
The sound snapped like thunder through the air.
"Welcome to the Red Maw!"
Luminyss declared with a too-bright smile.
With a snap of her fingers, her flowing white garb transformed into a crisp, academic ensemble — lab coat, glasses, even a laser pointer at her hip.
"Ahem, it's a continent-sized supervolcano that never fully erupts—instead, it breathes. Every 27 hours, it inhales superheated gases, then exhales a pyroclastic storm that rains liquid diamond—formed from carbon in the upper atmosphere, of course."
She nodded as if this should be thrilling.
