Timothy finally managed to get a good look at the hand-sized container that he brought up with him, and noticed that there was a ring in it. The container was made out of some sort of light-blue crystal, and the crystal was very clear, so he could see through it no problem.
“So this is what Saranax protected for three-hundred fucking years? I was expecting to find the entrance to a world of dinosaurs or some shit, this ring can't even buy me a house if I tried to sell it.” Tim ranted, he really liked dinosaurs.
Anyway, despite how cleverly he had retrieved this ring out of a literal, hot pool of lava, he still wasn’t the smartest man in the world. For example, he kept talking about dinosaurs, and completely ignored the possibility that this ring bore some kind of power! He didn’t think of this until a whole minute later, after he got himself on some dry grounds.