Hu!
A cluster of dark red flames condensed into the outline of a demon, guiding garen over the twelve city walls.
As demons usually maintained their humanoid form, garen, as a guest, shrunk his body to the size of a Dragon Whelp and entered the bronze Citadel.
Under the guidance of the devil's shadow, garen passed through many doors guarded by Devils, passed through a dark passage, and finally arrived at the Lord's Hall deep in the fortress.
At this point, the shadow formed by the dark red flame had disappeared.
Garen looked around, sizing up the devil's Hall deep within the fortress.
The ground here was filled with cracks, and a dark red light shone from within. One could faintly see the rolling lava below, and the wails of the dead rang out constantly, entering garen's ears.
There were torches on the walls.
In the raging blue flames, the twisted faces of countless creatures could be seen, as if they were using the souls of the creatures as fuel.
