Belladonna whipped her head around as the lava rippled from movements that were not her own. She narrowed her eyes, scanning the area all around her as she searched for what caused it, but even with her mana vision she couldn't see anything.
Swimming in the lava, although she was part of it, was difficult. It wasn't easy like water, or at least what she had experienced from swimming in water in other games. It was chunky, fighting against her.
It was like swimming through a thick, warm sludge. It was for those same reasons that the ripples of movements of something incredibly large, could be reduced to something that she could barely feel.
Fangs made of volcanic stone lunged out from the murky depths, clamping around Belladonna's leg. She was immediately dragged down, as the serpent the fangs were attached to easily carved through the lava with ten times the ease that Belladonna could swim with.
