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- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
Syrenei waited a few seconds after he started and then began with a strong jump, passing over a few platforms. As she landed on one platform, she could feel the slight vibrations in it and assuming it was going to fall soon, she jumped to the left of it and on another. She didn't have much time to think before the metal plate was removed from under her feet. Once again, she flipped to the one in front of her and then moved to the right. A few plates from the end, she was jumping to the second one in front of her just as the previous one fell. However, 3 plates in front of her fell, including the one she planned to land on and the next one. On top of that, she didn't push hard enough to go the extra length, even if she tried to do something. Then the thought came across her mind; I'm certainly in a little pinch... and it would have been better without it, but whatever.
With a tug, the katana on her hip came loose. She held the hilt of it tightly as she reached out with it, hitting the next platform with the end of it. The sheathed sword created enough friction against the metal for her to pull herself forward, landing on the metal plate and immediately flipped to the right as the plates kept falling. Once she landed again, she leaped forward, finishing that part of the course. Again, she sighed. Menzai had finished gracefully yet she had to use her katana. Syrenei looked onwards at the tight rope and swinging weapons. The weapons had a interval of 1 second in between each, which she could tell under close inspection.
With a tug, the katana on her hip came loose. She held the hilt of it tightly as she reached out with it, hitting the next platform with the end of it. The sheathed sword created enough friction against the metal for her to pull herself forward, landing on the metal plate and immediately flipped to the right as the plates kept falling. Once she landed again, she leaped forward, finishing that part of the course. Again, she sighed. Menzai had finished gracefully yet she had to use her katana. Syrenei looked onwards at the tight rope and swinging weapons. The weapons had a interval of 1 second in between each, which she could tell under close inspection.