Natural Chasm

When Happy did not make the pursuers behind him reveal themselves, he was slightly disappointed, but he did not care too much about it, and neither did he linger in the area. He moved three hundred and thirty feet away from the forest without stopping and jumped a few times on the jagged mountain rocks. He ignored the white fog that gradually became thicker in front of him, and with familiar ease, he swiftly headed to a cliff at the summit. 

Soon, a dash of blue appeared at the summit. Happy saw five iron chains that were more than three hundred and thirty feet long extending to the mountain across him from the cliff where he was. While it moaned and creaked, it swayed slowly in the violent wind. 

Clang, clang, clang…