Duke noticed Mateo's movements and wanted to see what this demigod-level mage was up to.
At the end of the extraction platform, Mateo stood on the edge of the magma lake, bowing his head to gaze at the churning dark red lava below.
The scorching gust swept past him, causing his gray-white robe to flap wildly, yet his body remained unmoving, like a statue.
What he was observing was not clear, or more precisely, he was using Spiritual Power to probe something.
Duke followed his line of sight to look down at the magma lake.
It was a sea of lava occupying most of the fortress base.
The surging magma emitted a dull roar, with huge bubbles continually rising and bursting on the surface, each rupture splashing dark red waves several meters high.
The temperature of the entire magma lake was incredibly high, even if separated by dozens of meters and multiple layers of defense, Duke could still feel the scorching heat that could instantly melt ordinary metal.
