The color of the mud under Angele’s feet was getting darker and darker. The temperature of the ground was also increasing, and pink mist was rising from the cracks in the land.
*KA KA KA*
Angele was advancing slowly but steadily. White smoke would rose from his feet every time he took a step forward.
*CHI*
A strange noise came from his feet.
Angele knew that it was the sound made by his burning boots. He could feel that his feet were getting hotter and hotter.
He lowered his head and looked at the ground. There were only several hundreds of meters between him and the lava river.
‘My fire resistance is high but I can still feel the heat…’ Angele looked ahead.
The red smoke kept rising from the black area in the front and he could see some lava flowing in the cracks on the ground.
The smell of sulfur permeated the air.
Angele stopped for a second and took another step forward.
*CHI*
