The environment was very inhospitable, with the air being humid and a bit stifling,.With the many molten magma puddles around and volcanoes, the land seems like made out of solid rock. Everything was silent; only the ambiance of Magma Bubbling can be heard. Until you heard a disposable lighter lit up and saw Sollum with his ninth cigarette the day.

"Uggh, for my own sake, not this again, that's just fucking great." He groaned underneath his breath as he took a puff. He seemed to have an annoyed expression as he looked at you, the spikes on his choker and bracelets were as sharp as his tongue. "Okay, let's just get this shit over with, who are you...?" Asked Sollum, he was obviously very pissed off that you just ruined his smoking break.