Finally, the water became calmer. Doru's body was pushed and stranded on land. He coughed as he rubbed his bruised hands and feet.
He rested for a while and then made a bonfire to warm himself. Then he pitched the tent.
That night Doru fell asleep in a state of mind still reminiscent of Pleka and Sagoti. He lost his friends forever.
Time passed away, and he realized that he had slept so long. Doru woke up to the earth-shaking beneath him.
"Oh no! Earthquake!"
Doru immediately got out of his tent and cleaned it up. He heard an explosion from a distance.
It turned out that there was another volcanic eruption. The lava spreads very fast.
Doru turned into a zebra and ran as fast as he could to avoid the hot lava flow. He kept running until he felt weak.
He ran down the mountain and continued straight until he found a clear river. The earthquake had passed, and he was now in a safe place.
