Lava Fields

The dragon snaps its jaws on the scythe, impaling the roof and base of its mouth. It immediately pulls back, roaring in pain. Brilliant red blood flows from its jaws, igniting as it hits the air. The dragon retreats a few steps.

It shakes its head, sending fiery blood spattering in all directions. It paws the ground, claws rending deep furrows in the obsidian. It eyes Jakob, then opens its mouth and lets loose another gout of flames. This time, however, the flames are hot enough to bring the obsidian beneath the path of the fire to a red glow. Should Jakob be paying attention, he should have a second or two of warning that the dragon was about to breath fire again.