Ronald

After the battle, the Duke went after their attackers and ordered Ronald to go back to the volcano with one of the winged that was badly hurt. Ronald grabbed the man by the shoulders and flew back. The man wouldn't stop moaning in pain; his side was burned to a crisp. With a sick feeling, Ronald understood that this was not a game. They made it back to the volcano safely, although Ronald had some trouble coordinating his descend thanks to the winged's added weight.

"It's time to go back," said the man, stifling another moan.

"How?"

The man crossed his arms above his chest and disappeared. Ronald imitated him, feeling like he was drifting down gently. When he opened his eyes, the familiar sight of the inverted pyramid's walls greeted him. He was floating in a blue liquid with the same consistency of jello. It felt good; it was warm and cocooned Ronald's body, leaving his face out.