Good work
The source of the heat in the room was the Fire lizard itself. The room began cooling once it was dead but not fast enough that others could join him so Belialthorn dragged it by the tail outside.
He marveled again at the monster. It was big and still looked formidable with the head cut off. Lava dripped from the neck, sip into the ground, and started burning.
"Would you look at that," Seraphina said. She stood where she was before, monster bodies surrounded her in heaps. With her hands on her hips, she looked at the monster Belialthorn was dragging.
Most of the fighting had stopped and the last monsters were being killed. The ground was littered with the bodies, wet with their blood.
Belialthorn looked at them. All the Hunters except the Captains and high levels looked worn out and tired. The fire lizards had numbers to their name.
"Good work everyone! The first of the hunt!"