About an hour later, the fifteen young men and women were clinging to the rocks hundreds of feet up, their bodies scorched and sweaty. Esther secured everyone with her Sky Mending Chains, tying the ends to everyone's waists, while Kenzo led the climb.
Despite the young man's frail looking frame, his physical prowess surpasses even Esther's monstrous raw strength. While the flames surged around him the strongest, he was also the one making the most progress, traversing several feet at once.
Even as the purple flames torched his flesh, his expression remained sharp, showing not an ounce of pain nor discomfort. Esther was slightly worse off, with drops of sweat dripping down her face.
Meanwhile, everyone else had varying conditions. Most of them were sweating profusely, their bodies blacked from the fires burning at them. Occasionally, they would swat at a few clinging flames that ate away slowly at their clothes.
