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... The heat hit us the moment the barrier dropped.
It wasn’t just hot; it was a suffocating, heavy pressure that smelled of sulfur and ozone. The floor beneath us wasn’t solid ground. It was a massive industrial grate, a grid of thick iron bars. Through the gaps, twenty feet down, a river of molten slag flowed sluggishly, bubbling and popping, sending geysers of superheated steam up through the floor.
[Arena Field: The Iron Grid]
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