The old blacksmith furrowed his brow and slowly remarked, "The Special Spark resides within Flame Valley, a place of extreme heat rife with molten lava, and guarded by Fire Elves. Obtaining the Special Spark will not be an easy task."
Enzo glanced at Kosor, his gaze resolute as he declared, "No matter how daunting it may be, we must give it a try. We've come too far to turn back now."
Kosor nodded in agreement, "Indeed, let us proceed to Flame Valley without delay."
Bidding farewell to the old blacksmith, the two set off towards Flame Valley. As they drew nearer, the heat intensified, warping the very air around them.
Kosor wiped the beads of sweat forming on his brow, grumbling, "Goodness, we're not even there yet, and it's already sweltering! What will it be like within the valley?"
Enzo too felt the oppressive heat but jested, "Just think of it as a steam bath, a free opportunity to perspire and shed a few pounds."