Oh, oh gosh that was a lot of smoke. Warden can hardly breathe, beginning to hack and cough. It's hard enough that his nose starts to run, his eyes start to water. Still, when he finally lets himself focus on the world around him... right. Okay, a bridge. A bridge and-- shit was that lava?
Well, there's a bridge to the other side. Thinking his lightest thoughts, the young boy made himself to the first. Alright, sure. If he balanced himself evenly enough, then he'd be able to make it happen. He had to, right? Think light thoughts, look down only enough to see where he was going, balance his weight as best he could How hard could it be? There was no looking back now.
