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A Father’s Death and the Dwarves Who Forsook Their Nation – Part 08

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

One of the mountains was spewing black smoke. A second jolt shook the earth, but Hikaru couldn’t take his eyes off that mountain.

Against the black smoke, a burst of vermilion light shot up like sparks. Then, thick red liquid began to ooze from the summit.

“An eruption?!”

Was that mountain a volcano? He vaguely recalled something about geothermal spots in the area.

“Get out of here! Prioritize evacuation! Get down the mountain! We don’t have time!”

There was only one thing to do: evacuate.

He didn’t know how big the eruption would be, but if lava started flowing, there was no way to stop it.

Screams and shouts erupted from every direction as more people noticed the eruption.

The leaders of each clan were barking orders for evacuation, and the Dwarves finally began to move.

“Hey, get up. We need to get down