[Ntrik_]

If it hadn't been for his spare dagger, which accidentally slipped out of his pokets, he would've been well-cooked meat. Just as he was about to enter the next room, he had dropped his dagger, which boucned its way into the middle of the room, and all the sudden, the door closed, and he could hear hiss of flames, dancing all over the room, burning everything in its path. After a few moment, the door opened silently, and he could feel the heat in the room, almost unbearable, and the smoke coming out from it. He let the room cool down, then swiftly picked up his dagger,which was literally boiling, and opened the hatch below him.