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Ikem's ascension caught the attention of the other demigods who reached their goal at the same time as he did and was experiencing the same thing he was.

Ursula on her own path on her continent, brought her to a place of fire, with Lava mountain spread around. The place trembled with heat as Ursula made her way across a landscape that no mortal could tread.

Towering lava mountains loomed in the distance, rivers of thick, molten magma carving their paths through the scorched terrain. The air shimmered with unbearable heat, the very ground pulsating with raw, untamed fire. Any ordinary being would have been reduced to ashes upon stepping foot in this place.

But Ursula?

She walked with a smile.

The searing flames, the scorching air, the overwhelming radiance of destruction—it should have devoured her. And yet, as she stepped across the magma lake, the fire did not consume her.

It embraced her.