Landing on the first stepping stone, I leap across the remaining two to reach the far side. I’m quite impressed that I haven’t fallen and hold on to the side with a new found confidence.
On a narrow walkway I shuffle along slowly and make a left turn, before leaping onto another platform opposite me. On safer ground, I quickly find my bearings and navigate to the right where I can see a tunnel opening.
Stepping into the tower entrance, there are only two options; up or down. Deciding on the former, there’s very little room to maneuver on the slim wooden beams that are cracked and bowed. Working my way slightly higher, I’m beginning to feel a little claustrophobic at the lack of space and try to speed up, hoping to reach the top as quickly as possible without falling down. Finally seeing light, I step out from the top of the tower and it dawns on me how high I’ve climbed.
‘Where are you?’ I ask my friend, who can’t be far behind me.
‘Just coming to the surface, I’m almost with you'
Without a seconds delay he walks into view. From the top of the tower we can still see the giant beam of purple light that cuts through the room, though we’re still some distance away from being close to the summit.
‘Down the path?’
‘Sure, but be careful. I saw some boulders roll down it earlier when someone triggered the trap’.
With swiftness we both run quickly down the slope, staying near to the edge and out of the way of boulders that have begun to tumble behind us. I’m not sure whether we set them off but we’re lucky to avoid them.
At the bottom of the slope on the right hand side there are two pillars that are just in reach. Before we can do anything, another person appears by our side and leaps onto them, triggering a spike trap that sees him crippled instantly. Fumbling, the person loses all momentum and falls to his death, collapsing in a limp heap at the base of the pillar.
‘OK…’ my friend says out loud, likely feeling a little trepidation after what we’ve just witnessed.
Just as we’re about to jump onto the pillars, having waited for the spikes to reset, three more people leap onto the traps and trigger them, all instantly falling to their deaths as they struggle to make the leap. With four bodies now at the base of the pillar and sensing an opportunity, I cast Temporal Curtain, allowing us to quickly leap the traps before being skewered. Landing safely, we stare down at the dead corpses below.
‘It seems so, some gargoyles ahead.’
‘Then what?’ my friend asks.
‘I’m not sure, but I don’t think it will be pleasant.'