In the center of the [Infernal Mount], deep within the great mountain that continuously spewed fire essence-infused lava across the entire realm, a figure slowly rose from the molten river.
Beads of lava dripped from his body, his slightly tanned skin gleaming and reflecting the searing heat of the lava surrounding him.
He opened his eyes, revealing irises that glowed like molten rubies.
The brilliance of his gaze stood out even more vividly against the dark, fiery environment.
The figure clenched his fists, a faint stretching sound echoing as a grin crept across his face.
"This feels bloody great," Damian muttered, his small smile slowly turning into a chuckle as he relished the overwhelming strength surging through his body.
For the past eleven days, he had submerged himself in that fire essence-rich lava, enduring its relentless burn and the agonizing pain.