The harsh rocky world was bathed in a sickly green glow, bathing the jagged rocks that jutted out from the ground. The landscape was barren and desolate, with no sign of life save for the occasional shriveled, stunted plant that somehow managed to cling to life in this unforgiving terrain. The sky was a swirl of red and black and green, with lightning storms constantly raging across its expanse, the bolts of energy somehow taking on the hues of orange and red, as if the very air was on fire. Indeed, the air itself felt charged with a dangerous energy, and any traveler who dared to venture here did so at their peril.