The green blades of grass were instantly burned to charcoal, the yellow ground roasted into gray, cracked ravines, and the blue sky was shrouded in black smoke. The circle of fire slowly contracted towards the center, drawing closer and closer to Lynch. The scorching sensation made the young mage recall the feeling of the Molten Lava Channel.
Lynch tried to use magic here, but he couldn't gather any arcane energy.
The circle of fire burned closer and closer...
