"General Chastain!" shouted Alton, "you're up".
She didn't bother arguing, noting he was probably going in order of weight, lightest to heaviest. She could tell how tense he was because sweat was pouring unchecked, down his face.
He strapped her pack onto the wire and checked the straps again before giving her hand a quick squeeze. "Stay safe, meet you at the bottom," he and Niko pushed her off hard before she could say a word in reply.
Bogden shot off after Delphi, running like a dervish underneath where she zipped down the line.
Okay, Arrie could see the end now. Thank goodness it was a round mushroom-shaped pulley contraption.
She would either hit it and go around in a circle or come to a hard stop.
Here goes nothing she thought, bracing for the impact.
Her bag's strap hit a pulley mechanism, and she jerked to a stop, flying forward with huge momentum, but held in place by her shoulder straps and harness.
