All Fired Up

All Fired Up
Dwarfing even the detonation of a volcano, an explosion sounded at the entrance to the Mespelheim Guild Hall, swarming debris every which way. Clearly, the many twists and turns the guild had prepared in the case of an intrusion had been of little use, if any at all. Standing erect in the broken doorway was Jiretto Ekuseru; a chilled breeze escaped his mouth, the scorching hot temperatures supplied by the surrounding magma being akin to a faint tickle on his skin. He looked about the red and black turf, glaring into the abyss, awaiting the arrival of a challenger.