Nine, Mika

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I watch helplessly as Ena leaps into the molten rock to save Giana.
 
No!
 
What if she burns to death?
 
"Ena! Giana!" I yell.
 
"Don't… worry…" Ena says breathlessly and dives back into the molten rock.
 
"No! Ena! Giana!"
 
But she doesn't listen.
 
A moment later, a burnt Ena appears dragging an unscathed Giana.
 
"Not that I want you to be, but Giana, why aren't you hurt?!" I gasp as the smell of burning flesh-- Ena's-- comes into my nose.
 
"That's what I've been trying to tell you. I think it's started," Giana mumbles.
 
"Oh no," Ena groans. "Come on!"
 
We dash back to the surface of the earth.
 
But…

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