With every step that Firen took, the white flames from his body grew increasingly scorching, even his armor could not withstand it and began to melt, so he left a glowing trial of metal behind, the skulls covering his body kept increasing, and it was as if this space started to warp because tens of thousands of skulls had covered him, and the number was increasing exponentially, and yet this area that should not be wider than a grand hall was still fitting all of this skulls.
His steps shook the air as the air ignited, winds from every corner of the continent were drawn into this space and the white flames burned so bright it turned red.
