It took us eight more hours to climb down the escarpment and finally reach the jungle floor.
Eight more hours! At least nine in total!
By the time my boots hit dirt again, I was ready to throw myself at the nearest Spirit Beast and beg it to end me.
Unfortunately, today of all days, the universe decided to nearly grant my wish.
Because the lower we descended and the closer we got to the floor, the more Spirit Beasts started spotting us and attacking.
First, we were ambushed by killer bees. Those things were the size of small bikes, buzzing around with stingers as long as our bodies.
One grazed past my shoulder and nearly skewered me like a kebab.
Ray, naturally, screamed like a dying goat while filming the whole thing on his drone.
Then a large swarm of human-headed cockroaches dug their way out of the cliff face and surrounded us. Each one was the size of a wagon and disgusting enough to make us retch.
