Successively, Seraphine's frosty slashes cleaved through the oncoming torrent of molten boulders, obliterating them before they could pose a threat.
After a few more rounds, the volcano stopped throwing molten boulders at Seraphine and Zareena, giving them a short break.
"Is this their doing, or was it natural?" Zareena asked.
Seraphine simply glared at the volcano, trying to figure out something.
"It's coming," She murmured.
With a swift turn, Zareena fixed her attention on the gaping maw of the volcano. Once more, the caldron of activity within roared to life, spewing forth torrents of lava and flames in a wild dance.
Emerging from the abyssal depths of the volcano's mouth, a gigantic serpent of molten fire and rock took to the skies.
Its wings, which are also made of molten lava, beat in a fiery way, sending streams of hot liquid toward the ground with each powerful flap.
