The group immediately took off at maximum speed, running desperately down the steep volcanic slope as they tried to outpace the mountain's imminent catastrophic eruption.
They scrambled down the treacherous terrain while simultaneously treading carefully to avoid tumbling to certain death on the sharp obsidian rocks below.
Moon couldn't help but curse inwardly.
'Damn it! Why is the volcano choosing to erupt NOW of all possible times? Could it be related to that Mountain Spirit?'
The timing was absolutely terrible—though in retrospect, killing the Magma Queen who'd apparently been serving as the mountain's living regulating heart had probably destabilized the entire volcanic system catastrophically.
