"Was that thing alive or something?" Eryke the Seventh muttered. If it really was, then what kind of a thing was that?
Just thinking about such a monstrous being made a chill shiver down his spine. That did be beyond his possible comprehension after all.
Anyway, shaking his head, he focused back on his reality.
The high temperature in the surrounding assailed him, causing a small blister to appear in his hand. Forcing his eyes open, he could finally observe.
Tall jagged volcanic mountains, so tall that it seemed to pierce heaven itself lay in front of him. The Magma river flowing out from its peak and winding around the mountains, covered the entire place.
With barely any patch of land to even stand in place. A scene that felt straight of hell was playing out in front of his eyes right now.
"What the hell is this place?" Eryke the Seventh swallowed nervously, the burnt smell wafted into his nose causing his lungs to thrum in pain.
