Bitter Victory
Jake was finally out of his delusion. Myrmidian pride and overwhelming fighting spirit were no longer enough to keep him from realizing the extent of his predicament.
But he couldn't give up either. Running away was out of the question and his friends needed him badly. Every second he told himself that Will's heartbreaking scream he heard wasn't as bad as he feared, but he also knew that the longer he was stuck here the greater the chances were that his bleakest scenario would come true.
ROOOOARRR!
The Floor Boss roar rang out for the third time, and this time it was no longer a distant battle cry.
The top of a volcano less than a kilometer away from them disintegrated without a sound and out of the corner of his eye he was able to see one black and one silver figure collide with unimaginable frequency. Each of these collisions was like a thunderclap, the shockwave pulverizing into ashes anything that had the misfortune to enter too close to their battlefield.