BOOOOOOOM!
The fire and lava that spewed everywhere blended in well with the scenery of Alfros. It helped that the surrounding mountains were slowly being brought down, making the environment more monotone.
Atlas stood on the Hell Guardian's neck and looked out upon it.
BANG!
A huge hand slammed down, creating a great displacement that threatened to throw him back to the floor, but that was exactly the moment he'd been waiting for.
"Hup!"
He leapt onto the hand and started running.
[Astral Step]
Whoosh!
His straight-line speed reached an all-time high, allowing him to reach the wrist in just seconds. The instant he felt the guardian's hand hinging, he jumped once more.
His eyes looked directly forward. The line he followed led into the guardian's mouth, but he didn't falter.
If he wanted to do any kind of damage, he had to get inside of its body. This was the conclusion he came to.
