There was lava everywhere. It danced and circled in the air like scarlet ribbons.
The skies were blackish from all the smoke. The color blue was not visible at all.
Several huge black beasts shaped like oxen but with sharp fangs were resting their hill-sized bodies on the sooty ground. They were searching for food that they could eat.
On the black ground, a big man with a height of five meters and a dozen bull horns on the sides of his face had eyes that glinted with peculiar starlight. He looked at the lava in the skies and exclaimed with emotion. "The exit is closed again…"
The man wore a black armor, which only protected his lower body. Two greatswords were crossed behind his back. The blades emitted dark red fumes. If one took a closer look, one would see that the fumes consisted of countless black runic particles.
"Adien, do you really want to kill us all to the very last one?" A huge voice came from afar.