Round 681 Transcript

As Varikka warns Merrin about the rickety bridge, the wooden planks creak ominously beneath their feet. Suddenly, a loud crack echoes through the passageway, and the bridge gives way, sending Varikka tumbling into the chasm below. She falls through the air, her mace flying from her grasp, and lands hard on the rocky floor with a sickening thud. The sound of falling rocks and debris fills the air as the bridge collapses behind them, trapping Merrin on the narrow ledge.

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"Varikka!" I scream, dropping my crossbow and scrambling to the edge of the ledge. My heart races as I peer down into the chasm, but there's no sign of her. "Varikka, can you hear me?"

I wait for a response, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps. But there's nothing but the echo of my own voice bouncing off the stone walls. I press my fist against my mouth, trying to steady myself. We can't go back. The Guardian is surely watching our every move. And with Varikka's ankle the way it is, we can't afford to waste time searching for another path. I take a deep breath, steeling myself for what lies ahead. I have to find a way down to her. But as I look around, I realize there's no easy way down. The walls of the chasm are slick with moisture, and the ledge is too narrow to make a safe descent.