That country was called Hotareia… it was mostly composed of deserts and inactive volcanoes. Still, the temperature was no joke… it had been a while since he felt like complaining, thanks to the weather alone.
Aion kept flying for around three hours until he reached the middle of that country, and he couldn't help but frown since it was filled with active volcanoes. He couldn't even begin to understand how that was possible.
"Arlana said that the creature moves from one volcano to the other and attacks everything in sight that approaches its territory… despite that, this country threatens it like a guardian…" Aion furrowed his eyebrows. "I should have asked if the creature was being mind controlled when I killed it in the future."
