Wind rushes past my twisting form, which I shift around in midair to face forward once more. To face up the staircase I am ascending through a great heat I can’t feel now, but one I know that is present here already. A minute later I burst out of the staircase and land in a black-stone, magma-filled room. The red dragon’s boss arena. I look around, the walls are covered with still downwardly dripping magma from the boss-fight now not long in the past.