3 months into the quest,
Bathed in the ethereal glow of the lava rivers that streamed down the fiery Pyro Peak, Asher's group and the 5 Umbralfiends tread cautiously, their every step leaving an imprint in the soft, ashen soil.
As far as the eye could see, the land was draped in a heavy veil of fog, the ashen air thick with uncertainty and laden with the faint aroma of something akin to sulfur from the sporadic volcanic eruptions that painted the far horizon with brilliant specks of molten orange and red.
The scorching heat radiating from the surrounding earth and air was overwhelming. All members of the group, save for Asher and Callisa, were visibly uncomfortable.
Rivulets of sweat trickled down their faces, seeping into their travel-worn clothes, as they trudged forward.
