The path ahead was a frantic assembly of floating oak logs and cobblestone pillars suspended over a bottomless void. Jax took a breath, sprinted, and leaped. His boots clicked against the stone, a rhythmic staccato that echoed the pounding of his heart. One wrong move and he’d respawn at the last checkpoint, losing precious seconds he didn't have.
The timer flashed red: 18:10. He was five seconds away from failing the S-Rank. Dimension Parkour
He hit a pressure plate at the edge of a cliff, and the world dissolved. The path ahead was a frantic assembly of
He leaped, his fingers brushing the surface as the timer froze at 18:14. and the world dissolved. He leaped