The yellow-robed man stepped over the threshold, and instead of appearing in the An Divine Hall, he found himself in a desolate expanse.
His gaze swept across, only to see a terrifying figure of indeterminate gender sitting with pale hands slightly lowered behind an old tree, and before this figure squatted a golden giant a hundred feet tall.
The golden giant hunched its massive body, its indifferent eyes revealing a sinister and greedy look, as if it had just taken a deep breath but was holding it, its hands in a cupped position, and its chin...or rather, its mouth was facing the suddenly appearing yellow-robed man.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
Then, this frozen, icy scene began to change slowly.
As the yellow-robed man's eyes rolled, the golden giant opened its mouth, and the breath it held burst forth.
A pillar of pale, withered fire like divine retribution erupted from its mouth.
The air twisted, and all things were consumed by flames.
