The fire in your eyes. Part two.

Sharp rocks resembled the back of a long-dead dragon, which forever turned into a stone statue that served as a haven for other dragons. But that was only in imagination. In fact, they were just rocks with a frightening look. Like a thousand daggers, the edge of these rocks cut the hot air into pieces.

Finally leaving the forest behind, now a view opened up in front of them into a world where there was no cold, but where there was intense heat.

It was unbearable to keep going in warm, fur-covered boots and lined pants. Thirst, fatigue, everything fell on them. But this did not stop them either. After all, what was in the hands of Ju Long did not give them rest. The secret they had created together was now moving them. Forcing them to go forward. To the very center of the bloodthirsty dragons.