Crynime: Encryption

Chapter 31: Climb, Climb, Climb!

"Oh...sh**...."

That was probably the best way to describe the situation.

Cry grimaced underneath his mask as a non-humanoid creature screeched at them from below.

"Climb!"

Vincent whimpered slightly before starting.

Russ grabbed Red's hand as Snake hoisted Raven up to get onto the next block; Scott shouted back towards Cry and Pewds.

"You guys lead!  We really don't know the works of this one!"

The two gamers merely nodded before turning to look at each other; they grinned.

Pewds placed his headphones onto his ears.

"Just like the old times..."

Cry smirked underneath his mask as he fist-bumped with the blonde.

"Just like old times~!"

The two hopped in front of the others and started to solve the incoming puzzles.

"Bro-day everyday!"

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"Last few boxes!"

Cry panted slightly as tugged few cubes back, creating a platform for the others; sea-blue eyes spotted something.

"Wait!"

Everyone paused, briefly glancing down at the monster that wasn't too far behind.

Cry studied the cubes and quickly hopped on each one, setting the traps off--large spikes stabbed through the deceiving cover.

The brunet sighed in relief before turning to the others.

"Alright!  You're clear!"

Suddenly a tremor shook the entire building of cubes.

Vincent, unfortunately, lost his footing and widened his eyes; the others tried to reach for the man--but they missed.

...He really didn't know what he was thinking...

...But Cry jumped after the falling man.

"CRY!"

Russ and the others stared in horror as their best friend just leapt after Vincent.

Cry felt the wind whip at the sides of his face as he reached out for Vincent.

"Ngh...come on Vincent!"

The man quickly grabbed the extended hand; Cry activated his wind magic...

...or tried to.

Cry widened his eyes as his hand didn't even change a shade of green--not a single wisp of wind was seen.

"What. The.  F***!?"

"This place is filled with dark magic, yo."

Cry tsked at the memory.

'What the he** am I supposed to do--!?'

'Flying with your powers must be exhausting.'

Cry widened his eyes as a fuzzy and warm feeling spread onto his back.

Riiiiiiip!

There was a sound of cloth tearing.