Aryavardhan raised his eyebrows after listening to Krishnapriya. Deep in thought, he took two steps back and stomped his right foot into the ground. The earth trembled violently beneath him, and cracks appeared, oozing what looked like molten lava. Krishnapriya stared in shock. Before she could react, a plume of lava erupted from a nearby fissure and splashed against her right arm. Instinctively, Krishnapriya brushed the lava away before it could burn her. The once-paradisiacal landscape had transformed into a scorching, impassable desert under the intense heat. Furious at the sight, she fought to control her anger and softly asked,