[Benedikta looks between him and the lava pool, taking a very wide step away from it before following, but she is the one who only gets a few paces away before she notices the sound.]
Cidolfus, look.
[She grabs hold of his jacket and pulls him back, but before she can so much as point out the bubbling, there's a large blast of both wind and heat that meet in the center. The lava erupts from the center, spraying every which way, and the winds blast it back as both Chirada and Suparna come barreling in through the tunnels behind them to take the brunt of the blow.]
What the—
[Fuck.
From the pool emerges the head of a black horse, its mane made of flames.]
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Cidolfus, look.
[She grabs hold of his jacket and pulls him back, but before she can so much as point out the bubbling, there's a large blast of both wind and heat that meet in the center. The lava erupts from the center, spraying every which way, and the winds blast it back as both Chirada and Suparna come barreling in through the tunnels behind them to take the brunt of the blow.]
What the—
[Fuck.
From the pool emerges the head of a black horse, its mane made of flames.]