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... thick plumes of smoke into the sky. The heat twisted the air, making everything ripple like an illusion. Dante stood at the edge, watching as the Trickster stretched lazily, as if about to dive into a lake instead of a pit of molten death.
"You sure about this?" Dante asked, shading his eyes against the fiery glow below.
The Trickster shot him a sharp grin. "I've been sure about dumber things." Then, without another word, he dove.
The moment he hit the lava, the surface ...
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