PREVIEW
... floor was a volcanic wasteland.
Massive rivers of molten lava flowed like veins across the cracked, obsidian ground. Towering geysers erupted sporadically, spewing fire and ash into the thick, suffocating air.
The sky above was a swirling mass of dark clouds illuminated by the occasional flash of red lightning, giving the battlefield an apocalyptic feel.
'Tch…' Alex narrowed his eyes. 'A complete opposite of the last floor. But it makes sense. Testing both extremes.'
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