The Dragon Rider
The scene erupted into a tense standoff between the dragon, its rider, and the members of the Capatian mages. Both sides were cautious, anticipating each other's moves, when suddenly, the earth beneath the feet of the 80-person squad caved in, revealing a treacherous fiery landscape.
"Shit!" "What the f***?" "God, heeellllpppp!!" The terrified screams of the men and women echoed through the air, even reaching the other dragon riders, who had been leisurely observing from the clouds.
The fiery landscape beneath the mages' feet seemed to undulate like waves of molten lava. The ground cracked and groaned like a living, enraged entity. All life that once stood on top of it was now being swallowed whole. Lava touching the skin of these men causing their screams to be ear-piercingly loud. It was a pitiful sight, but expressions of pity had not once graced the faces of the dragon riders; instead, it was the opposite, with smiles all around as they drowned in the scorching hot lava.