After a while, the surrounding landscape began to shift, the dense green foliage giving way to jagged rocks and an eerie crimson glow.
The air shimmered with waves of heat, revealing vast pools of molten lava that glowed with intense reds, oranges, and deep golds, flowing like slow-moving rivers beneath towering obsidian cliffs. Steam rose from cracks in the earth, and the sky above was tinged with hues of crimson and amber.
Javier let out a contented sigh, his eyes sweeping across the molten landscape. "Buddy~ Look at those beautiful rivers of molten fire. The way the light dances on the surface… it's like watching the earth breathe. You don't see scenery like this every day."
Buddy let out a low, appreciative squawk, his orange feathers reflecting the warm glow.
One of the coachmen smiled, his voice carrying a note of nostalgia. "Ah… it's been so long since I last passed through this route. I'd almost forgotten how stunning it is."
