Your monsters torture me

Mika

He was met with silence and despite the pain in his leg it sure did piss him off. "Fine bastard have it your way." Mika walked further to the edge, he didn’t want to jump the risk of falling short didn’t sit right with him. He also still believed anything he built wouldn’t go so well for him. Alright fine, he stuck his tongue out at the guide then looked over at the stalagmites. He wasn’t the heaviest so maybe he could play a game of balance.

So, he steeled himself. One swift move he jumped to the seemingly natural stepping stones. All he could think was this better be worth it. He’d never hear the end of it if he died. But hey at least he’d have a story to tell his grandkids or some bs like that. Still his concentration was paramount in this. Gotta get each step right.