"Burn, Zaar," it said and covered me with lava and fire; immediately, I greeted my teeth as they began to burn me.
It really is painful; I could not see the difference between it and real fire; it is burning me like a real fire, without any difference.
"How is it, Zaar? Do you like the fire?" it asked with a big smile appearing on its face.
"It is good, but if you want to torture me, then bring out something equivalent to the abyssal fire; otherwise, it will be just discomfort for me and nothing more," I replied, and that hateful smile on its face froze for a moment.
"So arrogant; I will see; if you remain as such, you start to bath in lava and fire," it said, and the lava from the lake flew up, and even thicker fire came at me.
Soon, both of them have submerged me, covering every part of me.
