427 Hell We Arrive

Sweltering heat was synonymous with the word hell, you would envision a land of blazing inferno, torment and despair. But the first thing that came to my face was desolation and emptiness. The portal opened up into a cavern, however the legendary flames of hell was nowhere to be seen. The cavern opened up into a narrow chute that told me I was probably at the bottoms of a volcano. The portal was placed on top of a platform or rather on top of an altar that opened up into a wide field of blew bleached white bones, and pillars of shadow flames still flickering after God knows how long. But as my companions cake through I noticed that said pillars were pretty much similar to weaving I had preformed to keep Ethernalia Leonis safe, they supported a massive shield that kept other demons from interfering with what was going on at the bottom of the volcano; from interfering with the portal.