Unseen Attacks

It took a while for Stanley to realize what had happened. Even after Sheila moved away, he stood there, awed by the situation, unable to make a peep.

Sheila smiled sheepishly as well.

"You…" Stanley tried to form words but couldn't. He was caught off guard quite a bit. Which was doubly surprising since he had his future sight active at all times.

The fact that he hadn't seen it coming was… weird.

"We need to leave," Sheila said. "The others are in danger."

She walked up to him and grabbed him, pulling him outside, past the corpses. As soon as she was outside, she could feel the hot air rising.

She looked down and saw Gray standing above the lava, unhurt. 

"Don't lean on the railing, it might be too hot," Stanley quickly said with a worried voice.

"It's not too hot," Sheila said, surprised that it was not. "The lava is supposed to be much hotter than this. Gray must be blocking most of the heat then."