I did a quick checkup to verify if neither my mane nor my tail had been lit like a candle, but I was still in one piece. I must’ve lost five kilograms in sweat alone already, ugh. Every time I breathed in, I was choking on the mixture of toxins and radiating heat that entered my trachea. I needed to get out of this oven with Honey Dream before we both passed out from the fumes!