Glory was completely unprepared for the sheer size of Leo. The biggest cave he'd seen before was Fornax, but that paled in comparison to the sheer size and grandeur of Leo. The bay, the sea, the volcano. He hadn't truly understood what a volcano was until now, with its rivers of lava and smoke pillowing from its peak. It was like his magic but...greater. More powerful and primal. Is this where it came from? Fire itself? He would not have imagined before that he would ever bear the honor of standing before a force as powerful and natural as this.

"Magnificent!" He called forward, eyes gleaming against the light of the volcano. "Absolutely incredible! I did not imagine that any cave could be this big!" He was already considering moving his forge here. He would no longer ever have to deal with the constant howling winds of Monoceros or searching far and wide for sources of water and sand. No, here was all the sand he would ever need and more water then he could ever use!

He glided gracefully on the warm thermal front, eyeing the entrance to the workshop. The heat, he wasn't worried about. "Heat's no problem for me! You should feel how hot my cave gets when the forge is running!" It was strange, and painful to say. He could barely remember the last time his cave had been anything but almost unbearably hot. The forge and smelter combined made it feel like one was cooking alive. He'd grown used to it, and the many scars beneath his feathers would prove that he'd had his fair share of heat-related injuries.

Glory followed suite as Ember landed at the mouth of the cave, eagerly striding forward ahead of them, ignoring the others for the time being in favor of being the first to step into the sweltering heat. It was quite hot here, although he was sure it would get worse. Not quite as hot, yet, as his cave with the forge and smelter going, but it seemed that he would have to adjust after all, if he decided to move he in the end.

He stepped to the side, glancing back at Spark for a moment. The hybrid had been quiet, almost as if he were nervous or unsure around him, and perhaps Glory would try to bridge this gap if he weren't so excited to see the workshop and the forge beneath the volcano. So, for now, he gave him a nod and a quick clack of his beak to acknowledge him, and then turned to follow eagerly after Ember.

Already he was feeling the power of this place. The reddish glow almost mystical, like a primal power that was barely contained. The power beneath his talons was so much stronger then it was in Monoceros. Where he had once lived among winds and dust, here it was black rock and molten flame. He shivered, as if in anticipation, and knew right then and there that, if he were allowed, he must move his forge here. "The entire bay? That is...quite the space! It must be many forges, not just one!" If he had all that room...he could barely imagine having a forge bigger then the cramped little cave he'd lived in his whole life.

"Right...the Blacksmith." He had almost forgotten in his wonder of this new cave and the volcano. He turned back to look at Spark. "Have you met him before?"

To be honest, his heart was only half in conversation for now, too excited to meet the Blacksmith and see the forges beneath them. He nodded at Spark, although he didn't meet their eyes. "Yes, Ember said something about a lesson. I wish I'd been there!" If he weren't so consumed by the Workshop, he probably would have been more interested in Spark, being Dread's grandchild and all (and to think he didn't even have a single child while Dread's blood was all over the caves!).

His feathers tingled again at the thought of forge upon forge just waiting down there, a whole cave of unused stations to perform his craft!

He nodded eagerly to Ember and stepped forward, looking towards where he'd called, excited for the Blacksmith to appear.