Yet again, I must ask the Author:

Why did you have to make the mountain so high?

Mid gives a mighty groan as he clambers onto the final ledge. Or so we thought.

"Oh, COME ON!" He yells at the on going spiral looming above him.

Vespi shakes his pelt free of dust and perches on the ledge with us.

We COULD ride Vespi up. Maybe. But we aren't willing to chance it after the rabbit incident.

So we're stuck with treking upwards.

I glance up and groan.

We take another rest, obviously.

"Things cant get any worse than a mountain that seems to be growing by the minute." Mid grumbled.

I silently agree with him, panting too hard to answer.

Roars rumble from below, shaking the mountain.

I yelp, going on my hands and knees.

"What is that?!" I yowl.

"I don't know!"

I peer over the ledge.

And wish I hadn't.

"Climb." I order. "Climb, climb!"

I shove Mid to the wall, ignoring his protests.

I force him to start climbing and I scramble up in panic.

I shout to Mid, not stopping. "Hurry!"

"Why? What did you see-" His voice falters when something scrabbles onto the ledge.

The lion like beast glares at me, fangs a pale yellow, baring with glee at me.

"OK HURRY HURRY HURRY" Mid is jolted into motion, rushing up the wall.

I join him in our race for our lives.

The beast soon clambers onto the ledge and leaps onto the wall, running up towards us.

It parts its jaws and gives an earth shaking roar.

Literally, Mid is shaking and so is the mountain.

And me too. I am definately shaking.

It runs up vertically like one would on land, which is bad.

Mid screams as its claws dig into his foot.

The beast tugs, jerking its prize down.

"Mid!" I call, trying to reach him.

"Uniqua, help me!" He cries out in pain and terror.

His griphold crumbles with another tug.

But he manages to grab another below.

The beast forces its claws into the Dirtman's leg and pulls hard.

Mid's scream echoes from the mountain.

Then the sound of a murderous snarl zips past, straight down.

The beast and the Vespurtus lock together, fur and fangs, and tumble off, disappearing out of sight.