You had been dropped off at Hades Reach, a hellscape of ash, smoke, and molten rock seething with blaze aether.

A sudden rumble is felt, and before you can think of what that meant, a dark, flame-colored saurian biped Behemoth erupts from the ground, landing gracefully. This must be the Hellion, cousin to the Pangar Behemoths.

The Hellion spots you, and walks to the sides, staring you down intensely.