Tower Of Hell -

The final stretch was the "Shadow Peak." The gravity felt heavier here. The platforms were tiny—mere pins in a map of chaos. His vision blurred from the strobe lights of the tower. He could see the Golden Halo glowing at the very top, just two jumps away.

He reached the "Crimson Corridor." This was the halfway point. The walls were lined with static lasers that flickered on and off in a deadly pattern. Kael closed his eyes for a second, memorizing the rhythm. Beep. Beep. Gap. He lunged. The heat from the beams singed his jacket, but he broke through to the other side. Tower of Hell

He stood before the Halo. The music reached a deafening crescendo. Kael reached out, his fingers brushing the cold, shimmering gold. In an instant, the world turned white. The roar of the tower faded into a peaceful silence. The final stretch was the "Shadow Peak