"Okay." -She jumps through the trees without even the rustle of a single leaf, as she dissappears into the greens for a second time she is lost. The signal never comes, because the signal was never there to be received. The girl shoots off through the trees and sets off on her path once more-
As your hand stretches to grab the ring, a terrifying roar echoes through the volcano dislodging rocks from the walls, the rocks fall down past you and splash in the burning lava bit below. All to suddenly the realism of the situation hits you. As the black eyes of death rise from the lava pit below and a demon makes his presence known you are trapped. The Balrog stands behind you, his burning eyes fixated on you, his gaze pierces your soul and you can feel the fear flowing through every pore of your inadvertently trembling body. With no where to go and no way to protect yourself from the beasts devastating power you look up to see what almost appears to be a smile forged across the face of the beast, a beast with no heart, a beast with no emotion yet a beast which can feel the thrill of a kill, but it's not just the thrill of the kill that drives this monster, it is a demon forged in hell, if it does know emotions then these emotions can only be described as the very workings of darkness, because that is what now stands in your way, darkness incarnate. As far as you made it, and as easy as it felt to this point, you are now faced with an all knowing being, how can you kill darkness, it fills the air around you and swallows you whole, the only thing in the world able to make a god feel minuscule, ask yourself granite... are you above a god? Even in this, the hottest of all places in existence, it is the beasts icy stare that overwhelms beyond anything in the surroundings, the icy stare from the heart of the flame.