LX.II Logarithm
It burned.

I mean, what else could I possibly say to the intense heat ravaging my body right now? Not that I was literally burning alive, mind you, but it was pretty damn close in the way that marshmallows didn't need to be close to a fire for it to burn. My clothes were pretty much stuck to my skin at this point, and my mouth was absolutely dry despite the amount of water I just ingested over an hour ago. I couldn't really believe it, but my fire resistance was actually helping me survive against the hellfires that this Furnace was throwing at me.

Granted, I couldn't exactly speak with the amount of panting I was doing.

Sweat poured out from every gland in my skin as each step felt like I was walking in a microwave hallway. My eyesight was blurred to shit while my hands kept the Firebrand pointed in front of me as a way to keep myself from burning
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