The lush forest stretched below the cliff, and the sound of sweat and panting could be heard as Wen Ran climbed down. His foot occasionally pushed the rocks loose, making him almost fall several times, but no matter how difficult the task appeared, he held on. His white hair danced in the wind, the soft breeze brushing against his muscles, making him feel slightly more relaxed. All the while, he cursed the seniors who had left him here. He had sworn to take revenge for this, but not now. He needed to grow stronger first.
Naturally, it was Wen Ran, about halfway down with his climb.
I could drop down here, he thought, but my chances of survival are still low. I'd rather not take the risk.