"Who dares wreak havoc in my realm!?"
The embers and the lava that lit up parts of Muspelheim grew brighter; and soon, the lands became a forest of fire; every sand and dust transformed into a fiery field of grass. The air itself became heavier, almost like a steam that would scald the skin of the untrained.
With the searing pain that was slowly starting to wrap his body, the extreme exhilaration that was completely surrounding the entirety of Van's person was finally burnt away. Dionysus was in fact right with his assumption-- Van was not able to hold his alcohol that well; with just a single drop, he was already completely intoxicated.
uh oh