85 Nightmares!

The second Gavadiol looked around though, he knew immediately that there was fire on the mountain. Literally. Even as he looked up at the peak, it suddenly erupted in a cascade of liquid fire. If the situation was not as precarious as it was, he might actually have stood there and watched. But a shout behind him brought him back to his senses. “Gavadiol! What are you waiting for? Run!” He looked and saw his friends hovering a little distance away, all of them mounted with Konstantin holding his own black horse. The prince began to run. The shower of lava was rushing down at him at top speed and the heavy smell of gas had already pervaded the entire place. Could he run fast enough? Gavadiol shivered at the idea of being buried by the hot substance. Already, he was beginning to feel woozy. He could hear someone shouting at him to run faster. Then all of a sudden, he saw his black horse tear away from Konstantin’s grip and begin to race towards him like a cannonball. Gavadiol’