Further away, in the staggered rock crevices, grow Fire Crown Trees with their branches quietly burning with pale flames. Through their semi-transparent, crystallized trunks, one can clearly see a network continuously transporting fiery red magma...
Ronan walked beneath the giant, blazing bones of an unknown beast.
The scene before him gave him a contradictory feeling of desolate anxiety yet teeming with vibrant life.
"Many things here hold considerable value for a Dawn Rank Wizard; you might want to collect some..."
Alazan gently reminded him.
Ronan's fingers twitched slightly, and with a light hum, titanium extended from his magic robe's sleeve, transforming into countless golden threads that burrowed into the ground below.
