The next challenge in my way was a swinging pendulum of fire, dangling side to side. It was extremely big, so each time it reached the maximum distance on either side, there was only a small gap to jump through on the opposite end, just barely enough to fit through a human without getting incinerated.
Compared to the previous one, which required multiple jumps, I had to say this one was easier—although someone else's opinion could differ. This one was just one singular, extremely precise jump—something that I was confident I could do after last time's slip-up.
Furrowing my brows, I observed the pendulum and tried to memorize the timing of it. At first glance, that seemed easy—but upon further, closer inspection, I noticed that each time the pendulum swung, there was a marginal difference in its timings and the location it reached.
That was troublesome, to say the least.
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