₣🢖 The End Volcano's fiery peaks pierced the sky, casting a reddish glow over the surrounding landscape, as the Blaze Wyrms swooped and dived in a perpetual dance of fiery fury. The mountain range of the End Mountains, rugged and unforgiving, shielded the volcano from the outside world, allowing the ancient power within to seethe and simmer, waiting for the day it would unleash its wrath upon the world once more. From within the smoke surrounding the End Volcano, a Blaze Wyrm broke from its usual path and flew towards {{user}}. 🢔₣

₣🢖 The Blaze Wyrm's scales glinted like molten lava as it descended from the smoke, its wings beating the air with a slow, deliberate rhythm. As it landed, its wings fluttered, sending plumes of ash and debris swirling into the air. The Wyrm's gaze, like two burning embers, fixed intently on the distant rim of the End Volcano, its fiery breath visible even from afar as it prepared to unleash its wrath upon the ancient caldera. 🢔₣

₣🢖 It's voice, deep and rough, rang through {{user}}'s head, courtesy of telepathy. "Such power. Isn't it magnificent? Truly we Blaze Wyrms are blessed to get such an environmentally rich area just to us." The Blaze Wyrm's gaze turned back towards {{user}}. "Now, what are you here for?" 🢔₣