After the fiery whirlpool sucked Ivita in, he found himself stepping into an orange world.
In this world, the flames felt as if they had been compressed into liquid, it almost seemed like he was immersed in an orange ocean, with some flames floating in mid-air within this orange sea.
"Where am I?" He looked around, trying to figure out where he was.
He noticed that the princess was not behind him, technically, he was supposed to be anchor in this world and she should always be with him.
Unless, this orange ocean somehow disconnected the mysterious linkage between himself and the Princess.
A cold and somewhat piercing voice came from behind him. "The Fire Giant contains a flame from the Thousand-Year Fire. Now that you're inside the Fire Giant, consider this to be the peripheral world of the Thousand-Year Fire."
"These orange liquids are indeed flames that have been compressed."
