Chaos Flames

The moment Northern called out, fires spread out like air, slowly at first but in the next second, their pace picked up, surging forth like a tsunami of darkness, plunging through every crevice and engulfing all in their path.

These weren't ordinary flames. They writhed and twisted like living shadows, devouring everything they touched with an insatiable hunger.

The black flames spread over the already scorching landscape, turning red-hot lava into obsidian wherever they touched.

Monsters caught in the dark inferno shrieked in terror and agony.

Their cries echoed across the volcanic plain, only to be swallowed by the sinister crackling of the flames.

No matter how they thrashed or fled, the black fire clung to them, refusing to extinguish until nothing remained but ash.

The air grew thick with heat, different from the volcanic warmth.

It was a cold, empty heat that seemed to suck the very life from the atmosphere.