Eiro waved his hand in front of him. He used the flow of nature magic that he had introduced into this part of hell to make some plants grow. In particular, he was using some nuts that he had in his seed-pouch, which he carried with him just in case, no matter where he went, to grow some trees and manipulate their shape into something that everyone could take a proper seed on.
The roots of the tree pushed out from under the ground and formed some chairs for everyone to sit on, with a thick layer of moss to act as a cushion. They would have to sit there and just wait for a little while anyway, so they might as well be comfortable in that time.