Reminiscent of a Past Self
Facing this hell of a room, I felt sweat began forming on my forehead. This looked like some pretty difficult parkour - jumping from one platform to another would be a pain. Yes, I could just use Sky Magic - Flight, but the problem was, not all of us here had that elemental affinity. Those who didn't would have to traverse the hard way, but these platforms hanging from the ceiling don't seem too safe to me. Who knew when these platforms would collapse from the weight?
But none of this was the main issue here - what concerned me the most was the fact that I could not see an exit to this bloody room, dimly lit by a few scarce red lights on the walls. This gave it a hellish theme, the type you didn't exactly want to enter. Unfortunately, this was the only way to go for us, so we kinda had to just grit our teeth and bear with the ominous atmosphere.