"Well then! If you are ready, then let me tell you the burning tale of Pyrrhus, the Flame Guardian!" Fireden bellowed, transforming the lava field into a fiery stage. With each word from Fireden, the fire seemed to intensify, reflecting off my wide-eyed gaze as Fireden began his narrative.
"Pyrrhus was a creature like none other, born from the heart of a dying star, he was fire incarnate. His aura was so intense that everything around him would wither and burn, reducing the strongest of metals to molten slag. So imagine what fire could do to the flesh! But even with this power, Pyrrhus harbored a heart as warm as his flames."
Leaping from one rock to another, I strained my ears to hear the story while staying focused on not plunging into the molten lava below.