Continuing his path through the scorching, desolate landscape, Arthur's every footstep sent tremors through the cracked earth, dislodging chunks of lava rock and scattering ash. The heat here was stifling, but he relished it; his thick scales absorbed the warmth, invigorating his monstrous frame as he ventured deeper into the Scorching Badlands. His destination lay ahead, marked by a faint yellow signal blinking on his map. Unlike the vibrant red or dull green signals of lesser creatures, this yellow hue indicated something unique—a new challenge.
The jagged canyon stretched out before him, walls rising steep and high on either side, casting strange shadows that flickered in the heat. Arthur's sharpened senses scanned every crack, crevice, and ledge for signs of life, yet the canyon remained eerily silent. It seemed empty, yet the sensation of being watched prickled across his scales.
