Kapitel 322: Ritual Sacrifice

"What we do, papa?" said Tia. 

Li put her down, and she fidgeted for a few seconds, adjusting her bare, scaled feet on the molten rock and magma bubbling around them. She got used to the temperatures soon enough, which was expected of her. Aside from a few dragon types, most dragons possessed an innate resistance to flame. 

The living armor Li cast had infused with her dress, preventing it from just scorching up in the air, and she pranced about, dipping her toes inside a particularly deep divot of lava. 

"Wow. Fire water!" said Tia. 

"It's called lava. When rock gets hot enough and melts, it turns into that," said Li. 

"Lava," said Tia, rolling the word around in her head and committing it to memory.