The steep sides of the deep dark chasm groaned and rattled loudly, threatening to clamp down on the students dangling at its entrance.
Neither of them knew how deep it went, and they had no interest in knowing either.
Arthur yelled at the top of his voice, "Get us out of here."
Holding onto the prince's feet was Tristan. And holding Tristan by the torso was none other than Theodore Hopkins.
The hulking bow staff wielder took one indomitable step back and braced his foot for the next, pulling the weight of three of his classmates.
The large boy's muscles bulged and his face only contorted a bit as he strained to hold onto the weight of his comrades.
Anthony rushed forward and grabbed one of Arthur's legs before pulling on it while Leo rushed down the tree to do the same with the other.
A sudden jerk of the tree's roots made Theodore stumble… but the herculean hunter remained firm in his step, gritting his teeth.
