Dashing through the narrow passages, Marcus and I proceed to the four elevated bars; the initial three are crimson, and the final one is blue. Logan stands on the final crimson bar, observing us. Before I manage to fully absorb the sight in front of me, Gwen leaps five feet into the air and clutches the first bar. Utilizing her muscle mass, the huntress hoists herself upwards and balances upon the crimson rod. In the next leap, the female hunter transfers herself to the following bar.
The silver-haired male observes the blue bar at last and immediately advances at it. His right hand lands on the metallic surface and he maneuvers above it without his feet touching the bar. He safely arrives on the ground and is promptly joined by the brunette. They rush forward to the next obstacle while Marc and I cover the bars.
We run across the balance beams before dropping onto the ground and sliding through low stone arcs. Logan maintains the lead, already crawling halfway through the net. Gwen remains close to him in pace while my blonde friend and I stay in the back.
Our group momentarily halts by 14 feet tall wall and my partner glances at us. He then addresses the female who appears to require a breather, "You got this?"
The huntress raises an eyebrow while a smirk plays on the corner of her lips, "Were you planning to question them the same or are you just doubting me because I'm a woman?" We softly chuckle at her remark and Logan raises his hands in surrender before slightly moving out of the way for her to proceed first. "Watch and learn, boys.", Gwen rolls her shoulders one by one and extends her limbs, preparing herself.
She moves a few steps backward before speeding up and leaping into the air, grabbing the edge of the wall. Utilizing her hands, she hoists herself upward and looks down at us with a smug smile, "Expect you gentlemen on the other side." Following this, she free-falls in a reverse motion.
Marcus gives a prolonged whistle and chuckles, "I'm next!" He runs forward and steps on the wall a couple of times before catching the bricks' edge. As he pulls himself upward, Logan prepares himself. With a fast stride, the hunter jumps on and smoothly settles on the wall. They leap down together and I proceed next, utilizing my momentum to achieve a higher jump.
Dodging the paintball shots sent at us from the air guns within the walls, we bounce between the platforms. Logan receives a couple of hits while Marcus hisses in pain at the seventeenth collision. I manage to cross the obstacle with only a handful of splashes of colors painting my gear. Ascending ropes, we reach a wooden platform that encompasses the tightrope leading to the second phase of the challenge.
"So...how are we doing this?", the blonde male asks, winded. All of us have grown hot and are panting at this point. The first phase took approximately 35 minutes to move past.
Gwen takes a brief look at the net placed at the bottom in case we fall, uttering, "Definitely not walking on it...."
"Got no belts to zipline.", I point out.
"Ah, zipline!", the brunette's eyes sparkle and she swiftly removes her hair tie, exhibiting it to us with a big smile.
"You're going to use that to zipline all the way down this rope?", Marc looks at the band in her hand skeptically. "You sure about that?"
"Huntresses use hair ties made of a resilient fabric.", Logan crosses his arms, "Many times, they utilize it to shackle their targets."
Gwen assents with her head, "Yup! So I'm going down. Don't expect me to wait for you all." With that, she places the band across the upper end of the tightrope before hooking her wrists from the underpart into the loops on the sides. She lifts her legs off the platform and travels downward on the rope using a zipline method.
