True to his word, Adam led them deeper. The familiar chill of the caverns gave way to a stifling, dry heat. The stone underfoot grew warm, and the air shimmered with waves of thermal energy.
Soon, they saw the source far below, rivers of incandescent orange lava snaked through a colossal new cavern, the Molten Deeps. The very air tasted of sulfur and ash.
Adam's Heat Resistance, bolstered by Draconic Affinity, allowed him to endure the sweltering environment, though it was still uncomfortable. He was surprised to see Alice seemingly unbothered, her sleek fur not even looking singed.
"The heat doesn't affect you?" he asked.
Alice trotted along a heated rock, her paws seemingly insulated. "The void is cold. It is... part of me. This heat is like a warm breeze. It does not touch the cold inside." Her unique nature continued to reveal itself.
