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Julian jumps into the hole, hoping for the best. He gets a nasty scrape on his ribs as he goes down, and another bruise on his ribs as he collides with Reslin's knee. With a Yank, the rope around his waist catches him and he hears Togar shouting something. His breath is knocked away.



A few seconds later, everything has sorted out. He's dangling over the bank of cloulds by his waist, upside down. Reslin's legs are about a meter above him, with a lot of slack rope between the two.



Reslin: "We've still got him! He's upside down! Throw me some more rope!"


Togar: "Let me let the slack out!"


Reslin: "No! we don't want him to come loose!"