The lava passage was, of course, not found.
He used the Eye of Magic to try and pick up some stragglers, to find a couple of Elf Bugs, but similarly came up empty. Broken Tooth Mountain, as a dead volcano, probably had died a long time ago and had completely weathered into a normal mountain range, with no trace of magma and not even any geothermal heat.
There were no hot springs, no steam, no caverns, just a regular mountain range.
"Loki, let's go back!" Liszt called out. The Little Fire Dragon that was circling in the sky chasing small birds immediately dived down, and just less than three meters from Liszt, it suddenly turned into a ball of flames. With a loud bang, it rushed into Liszt's body, almost knocking him over.
Steadying his body with two steps back on his hind legs, he immediately scolded the Little Fire Dragon in his mind: "Keep it steady, how many times have I told you, be gentle when coming home!"
"Oh-ho!"
