Boom!
The constantly-rolling lava erupted. Blazing, scarlet torrents of extreme heat surged and splashed all around at a rapid pace. Rhode flitted across in a flash, concealing himself entirely in the shadows of one of the towers. He narrowed his eyes to scan the surroundings, turned around, and extended his arm, where a black card flickered in his hand and transformed into a pitch-black sword the very next second. He stooped over, held his breath, and quietly listened to the activities around him.
