He stood there in the shore of the lake of boiling rocks and let out a deep sigh before he closes his eyes to calm his nerves. When he opened, he takes a walk on the edges surrounding the magma to look for Apoy.
But he found none, “Where is he? I’m sure I can feel him right here.” He muttered as he keeps searching.
“Who is the fool who dares to wakes up the greatest of the four nymphs?”
“A human…” a deep voice spoke, a voice so deep that it looks like it’s coming from the depths of the ground, “what a human doing here?”
“I came here to seek for your help, Apoy.” He yelled to nowhere in particular. “The great nymph of fire.”
“A human knows me?” the voice answered in amusement, “what a shame, to be known by the lowest of the lowest. How dare you talk to the great nymph of fire? You
