With the rapid clatter of horse hooves, dozens of knights rushed out from the tunnel with torches in their hands. They were highly skilled at riding, as they could easily rein their horses when they saw the canyon, which was less than twenty meters away from the end of the tunnel. They then scattered and rearranged themselves.
"What a spectacular lava river..." a knight let out a heartfelt sigh.
"There are traces of human activities here!" Another knight found something and shouted.
Just then, a hoarse and faint voice came to them. "General, it's me. Help me..."
The knights were shocked. They looked at the direction in which the voice had come from, and saw a bony, dirty hand sticking out from behind a stone band, waving desperately.