The world twisted, colors bleeding into one another as the portal spat them out into the volcanic biome.
The air was thick with the scent of sulfur and burning stone, the ground beneath their feet trembling with distant eruptions.
Rivers of molten rock carved through the landscape, their glow painting the jagged obsidian spires in hues of orange and red.
Above, the sky was a swirling canvas of ash and ember, a perpetual storm of heat and fury.
Jaxon was the first to voice the obvious.
"Why aren't we feeling the heat?" He frowned, flexing his fingers as if expecting them to blister. The heat was oppressive, yet none of them felt it.
Seun didn't stop walking. "I haven't undone the barrier."
With a flick of his fingers, the air around them shimmered, revealing a translucent dome of distorted space encasing the group. Gasps rippled through the team as they watched the barrier phase between the visible and translucent state.
