In the other world.
On the other side of the dimensional passage, on a hill a few kilometers away from Mount Sigma.
An elf was standing right on the top of a cliff at the top of the mountain, watching the spurting smoke relentlessly rising into the air through his telescope. He was looking right at the mountain that looked just like a lava of hell as he remained in silence.
This elf was dressed in a black protective suit. His thickly insulated clothes were covered in traces of volcanic ash. He also wore a well-designed helmet-type gas mask with magic radiance gleaming all over it. The mask functioned to filter out most of the dust and toxins in the surroundings of the volcano.
