Deep within the Gilded Ossuary, the thermal balance was failing. The mercury was freezing into jagged blades, and the Bone Spires were cracking. If the spires fell, the barrier between this pocket dimension and the Overworld would dissolve, pouring suffocating sulfur into the lungs of his home village.
: With a final surge of energy, the mercury began to flow again, radiating a warmth that pushed back the creeping frost. Custom Nether Landscape
: A thick, golden mist that clung to the floor, obscuring the "Striders" that moved on spindly, stilts-like legs. The Conflict Deep within the Gilded Ossuary, the thermal balance