Lifting his head with his golden whip in hand, Chan-ki was like a fantasy explorer standing before a towering jungle of deadly flowers.
'Here goes nothing.'
Run!
Chan-ki's legs obeyed his command, pushing forth through the vicious plants.
~Wahhh~
The giant blanket of spiky petals came at him from all directions.
Dodge to the left, jump high up, roll to the right, duck!
Chan-ki felt pressure with the increasing speed at which these petals came at him.
'The more I advance, the faster their attacks.'
They were hell-bent on not wanting him to reach the Mother.
~Whoopash!
He flicked his whip, slicing off several blankets of red.
Chan-ki somersaulted forward, dodging her another attack before landing and continuing his whipping carnage.
~Whoopash! Whoopash! Whoopash!
The audience felt their blood boil, watching Chan-ki effortlessly move through the dangerous jungle.
