Milo scampered towards the forest at the edge of the city. He was heading north to Stronghold 112, also where the active volcanoes were.
He knew combat troops would for sure be waiting for him up front. The net they had set would slowly open as he arrived. But he had no other choice. Only by getting there would he have a chance of survival!
But all of a sudden, a violent rumble came from the depths of the Marador Mountains hinterlands.
Milo raised his head at the mountains in the distance and saw a fiery light erupting from within the mountain range!
Wait a minute, the volcano is about to erupt!
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