At the foot of an inconspicuous volcano.
With the coming of this world's Great Cataclysm, those volcanoes that used to emit thick black fumes were now flowing with golden lava instead. Now, lava streams and lava lakes dotted the landscape.
Starry sparks of flame appeared from time to time on this lava lake's surface—they were the flapping wings of flaming moths hovering around.
There were also dim spots of green lights like some kind of strange micro-worm. It was as if it were playing a game of chase with the flaming moths. At times, they would gather up into a ball of light. At times, they would spread out like glowing grains of sand.
Splash!
A lava fish jumped out from within the lava lake, biting onto a flaming moth before falling back into the lake.
"Caw caw, young master, it's right here. I can feel its faint presence." Myna jumped up and down on Grimm's shoulder as he said this.