With each breath that she took, Xenia felt like she was about to be sick with just how much the air around reeked of sulfur. Honestly, the constant smell of rotten eggs would've made her gag if it weren't for that one time Osman chucked her into that small hotbox shack with Darius during her training. Even if there was literal lava bubbling beneath her, it was practically nothing to her when compared to the hell she experienced back in that mountain shack.
"Thank the Almighty for small miracles, I suppose," she chuckled to herself as she landed on yet another nearby tower. "Also, is it just me, or is this easier than it looked?"
