One foot in front of the other I told myself over and over; my lungs worked overtime trying to deliver enough oxygen for my body to function and then it happened. My legs stopped listening, they just turned into rubber bands, and I fell.
It was several minutes later that I noticed Turin had collapsed on his hands and knees beside me. We laid there gasping looking at each other and began laughing. “Glad we got that out of our systems,” Turin began, maneuvering into a sitting position.
“What, assessing the opposition?” I counter, rolling over.
“The opposition is it? Well, how’d I do?” he asked.
“It will take time for a full evaluation, but you receive high marks for this part,” I said.
He chuckled taking a small leather bag from his pocket. “That’s good to know. Now, let’s see how you faired.”