Kain felt for his next handhold, acutely aware of the need for stealth and speed, as well as the fatal drop beneath him.
After both his hands were anchored, he detached his foot from the wall. The dislodging of a small stone made him imagine the path it took as it tumbled through the abyss below. When his foot was again situated he pushed upward, feeling his rope weighing on him. Finding another foothold took longer than expected and he could feel his limbs begin to burn as his searching became frantic. He sighed with relief upon finding a toehold.