Chapter 100: Pressure
[September 9th, 749]
After three days of travel, swapping between a car and a motor boat and flying through the sky, Vahn's group was only a few kilometers from their destination, the fiery Mt. Frypan. Even at that distance, the sky was dark with smoke and clouds, and as they drew nearer, the temperature quickly increased as a mountain beset by dark orange flames gradually came into view on the horizon.
"Ugh...it's so hot, and the air is so dry. I feel like my lips are going to start cracking..." groaned Bulma, sitting slumped next to Vahn in the back seat of her convertible as Grayfia had taken over driving two hours prior.
"Mmm...how's this...?" asked Vahn, using his domain to cool things down and increase the amount of moisture in the air.
"Oh? That's nice~" hummed Bulma, closing her eyes and enjoying the cool breeze that now flowed over her and through her hair. She was curious to know how Vahn had made it cooler, but there was no need to press him at that exact moment...
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Reaching the area around Mt Frypan, the location of an abandoned village with neglected buildings and several human skeletons lying about, Grayfia parked the car, allowing everyone to disembark and look around as Goku, after performing a surveilling pass around the flaming mountaintop, came to a stop near them atop him Flying Nimbus.
"It's no good," expressed Goku, sweating heavily and panting as he got down from his Flying Nimbus and accepted a glass of water from Grayfia, swallowing it down in several large gulps before asserting, "The fire is too hot. I can't get close."
"And that's definitely where the Dragon Ball is..." remarked Bulma, gazing between the castle atop the flaming mountain and the dark green display of her Dragon Radar.