Sunny was tossed out of the shadows and rolled across the melting rock, still holding Slayer in his embrace. A moment later, he pushed himself off the ground and carried both of them dozens of meters away, to safety.
Kai was in the air, embers burning in his auburn hair. The bronze elements of his ivory armor had turned incandescent on the left side, and wisps of smoke were rising from beneath his pauldron.
There was a long scar left on the slope of the volcano. The layer of ash had been burned away, and the rock beneath had turned to lava, flowing down like a red river.
'Hell…'
Sunny came to his senses when Slayer's elbow connected with his ribs, pushing him away. A moment later, she was already drawing her bow without sparing him a look.
Kai was doing the same in the air, using only the strength of his core to pull the string.
