The Great One

From deep within the dungeon, in a cavern of ginormous proportions, laying in a pool of magma, a single oval stone lay, with magma coalescing on it, making it look like a piece of solidified lava had fused.

And on this stone, veins of bright lava pulsed, following a rhythmic pattern, thrumming with power.

*thump thump* *thump thump* *thump thump*

The surrounding mana pulsed in and out with each pulse, like air coming in and out of lungs, leaving all its pure fire essence inside the stone.

Kneeling before this stone, a single kobold, wearing robes with a pair of red eyes dyed into them, currently glowing.

"Oh, great one! What impudence these human intruders have to take refuge in your lair and even steal away your precious sustenance! We are lost without your guidance. What would you have us do?" the kobold asked, face lowered toward the ground in deference, his voice filled with reverence.