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Rachneid, Keeper Of Lava

The scorched path which stretched deeper into the cavern slowly began to descend in temperature as they came close to a lone isle, bearing a single tree with its roots enlaced with blooming flower beds. Mikhail was in awe, gaping at the sea of vivid red as the flower bed closely resembled the lava that they had spent the past hour or so avoiding falling into.

The petals of said flowers were patterned as molten lava and its pistil was the colour of dark amber. It looked dangerous to touch directly, yet the urgency of the matter made Mikhail unconsciously move towards it, reaching out to touch it carelessly.

"Mikhail! What are you doing?! I told you not to let go of my hand!" Soleil exclaimed as she grabbed Mikhail and pulled him towards her, away from the flower.

"Wh-why? It's right there. We just need one, then we can leave." Mikhail asked as he turned towards the flower then back towards her.

"This

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