After a bit of back and forth, Eldrian decided to simply go in. Quietly opening the door, Eldrian almost let the door slip as he felt a heatwave assault his face. Taking a deep breath he sneaked in, finding himself unable to stand the heat after closing the door.
Struggling to breathe Eldrian slouched against the wall, turning his head to Boran who was in the middle of a fiery storm.
This fiery storm was in the shape of a sphere. A swirl of flames surrounding him; some looking light and ethereal, others looking similar to molten metal. From time to time sparks would fly, connecting these flames. Forming snaking, shining patterns. Similar to lighting.
With each spark, Eldrian felt his vision worsen, similar to when one looks into the sun. Entranced by this sigh Eldrian kept looking, even as his eyes started tearing up and he slowly slid down the wall.
