But the heat didn't affect only the monster; Azaroth was caught in it as well, and it was only the essence that was preventing him from being ashes already.
But it couldn't prevent everything. The air around him burned, and his face reddened as heat washed over him. His skin was drying rapidly, and essence or not, he'd get badly hurt if this went on.
Luckily, the boss monster's struggle slowed and then stopped, and the monster died. Not that it had much of a chance with its head burnt away.
Azaroth dropped it and hurried away from there, breathing in fresh air as the green smoke cleared away. The shockwave of their boss's death reached the wolves, and they ran away, taking the green smoke with them.
Daylight shone on them once again, and Azaroth looked at his surroundings, but he was too tired to do much of anything other than just sit there and let all the essence wash over him. He closed his eyes and began to cultivate.
