Barrios and Zendal climbed the final worn stone steps to the mountain's peak, their boots echoing in the cool air. Around them, a circular clearing stretched out, surrounded by cherry trees with red petals swaying in a gentle breeze. The petals floated, dancing slowly before settling on the soft grass. In the distance, the murmur of a water spring mixed with birdsong. At the center, dominating the clearing, stood the Fire Temple, its red tiles gleaming under the sun. Its dark wooden walls, carved with flame patterns, evoked a mythical sanctuary, with massive beams and a curved roof. At the back, a large wooden house with sliding panels adorned with golden designs housed the master's quarters.
A servant in a gray tunic approached, bowing deeply. "Greetings, Lords Barrios and Zendal. Lord Dezeil has been expecting you."
