Emeka jumped down. The other two didn't have anything.
Libe let the tower veer forward. But when he looked over the edge his face turned white and the look of determination made way for terror.
"Nope!" He veered back. Tower swung dangerously. "Bad idea."
Libe could feel the tower crumble with every movement. He softened the soil a little so it would crack less. This gave him an idea. He took a deep breath to calm down and sat down with his legs crossed. He softened the tower, the further down the faster. Soon the tower started to slowly collapse in on itself. All of it's mass flowing outwards. After a gentle descent they stood atop a muddy hill.