Like a dream the all-powerful white horse went crashing into the sea of lava, its form being cleanly sucked into the lethal liquid, not a sound or ripple emerging from its destruction.
Bernald was shocked by this outcome but he didn't have time to ponder on this because the platform on which he stood was already close to falling into the red pool beneath him.
He focused his gaze on Rehabab and seeing the demon stare back at him with calmness, he knew there was only one way to go about this.
For some seconds, blue lightning appeared around him intermingling with the extremely noisy white bolts and then bending his knees he shot into the air, his body flying off the platform just before it fell into the lava.
Bernald's body soared through the sky his destination the platform on which Rehabab stood.