The Slayer of Dragons was surrounded by eery silence as they entered the chamber; seemingly not a foe in sight. The air surrounding them was boiling with heat, and sweat caked on skin beneath the figure clad in heavy armor.

However, the peace hardly lasted, as their presence awoke something grand and dark below. The ground rumbled violently as the lava bursts of molten heat; splashing high into the chamber, before it began cascading down the Dragon God's fearsome form.

The form was towering; many crimson eyes ablaze in old fury, as they made their mark upon the Slayer. His broad head tilted aback, and the Dragon God released an earpericing thunderous boom from his mighty throat, that vibrated through the thick chamber.