I felt like my skin was about to burn while sweat poured heavily down my face.
Even the special shoes I was wearing seemed like they would start melting at any moment and stick to the black ground.
It felt like I was walking inside a giant oven... though of course, I had never tried walking inside an oven before.
"This is hell, apparently."
Leona's words echoed as we walked between fields of lava that illuminated this place and pushed away the darkness of the night.
Columns of smoke rose from everywhere while the smell of sulfur filled our noses along with various gases.
The lava burst from the ground and flowed, forming large winding paths that stretched for several kilometers like this.
Every step here made breathing harder while slowly cooking us alive.
"Isn't there an end to this place? We've been here for a month already." Izel's complaint echoed out, and honestly, she had a point.
