Forcing our way through the lava tunnels was almost ridiculously easy. Unlike the gargantuan caverns where the main battle took place, there was nowhere for the demons to hide, leaving them exposed to concentrated blasts of Sun Magic. Before long, the tide of the small, scaled fire demons slowed, and we broke through into another cavern.
Glowing rivers of lava provided an ominous, orange light as they dripped into craggy precipices. Hunks of igneous rock jutted from the uneven floor, pointing up toward the ceiling, which rounded off several hundred feet above our heads. Hundreds of tunnels ruptured the walls, allowing the remaining hordes of the demons to flee our arrival. They had long since given up attacking us, The overwhelming might of the Sun Hero forcing their violent natures into submission.
