Numbers, Numbers, Numbers!

"Woah!" As soon as Asher's eyes blinked open, he found himself falling into a land of molten lava.

"Not this situation again. Come on!" He looked around, finding this place to be isolated. But he could have sworn that there was a person holding his hand while he was being teleported. Alas, the only thing he could see for miles away, was molten lava. And this time, the bad mouthed black staff wasn't here to save him.

At that moment, a red caiman suddenly shot out from the lava, flaunting its maw at Asher's face.

"Hello~ victim." Asher chuckled, ironically seeing his way out of this mess in the starved caiman's mouth.

Stepping on the top of its mouth, he pushed himself off the caiman and landed on a red rock floating on the yellow lava. With a push from his feet, he slammed his head against the caiman's stomach as it fell back into the lava, causing it to shoot into the sky like a rocket.