After some time walking, Ignus had gone silent. He grumbled now and then to himself about Mordant showing off and using the resources to get one over on him. It was very clear that Walker was watching a small tantrum from the normally fiery royal dragon. But to be fair, he had been caught off guard.
"Is that the village?" Walker had made out the black stone caves and buildings. They were extremely rough and many dwarves would weep seeing them. However, the heat that radiated off of the entire place made it clear that the looks weren't for no reason. They were influenced by the fact that the heat constantly warped them.
"It is. Feel blessed that you are one of the few beings that may enjoy the heat we have found here. The lava carries the pure fire elemental mana to different locations every few years. My villages need to constantly shift to remain on top of it." The warped buildings made a lot more sense now.
