[@Eklispe] (Holy..... sorry it's so much!!! it just kept coming!)
He would be surprised and then groan at how there is more... he was glad there was no more oil for the moment sense it was all behind him, the fire helped make sure of that... though if he didn't want to deal with a burning track he'd have to hurry, it wouldn't be long if the track behind and in front of the fire are connected for the fire burning oiled track on the bottom to find it's way over. he knew with such small room he wouldn't be able to get enough speed  up to run past the blades, nor stop between them and still have enough to get past the next one. he'd groan again "really...." he knew he would have to try another full body modification... he no longer needed the scales, but he needed something strong and hard that wont break or be sliced under the weight of a big blade... he also tried to look in the air above the metal plate ahead to see if it was really a spot he could rest if he found a way through or simply a trap.

He'd groan at his body, it ached all over pain shooting through it from the amount of modifications he had to make for this test... the endless moving also didn't help. he would try to focus thinking of good material... then something clicks in his head "wait... i don't need something to defend against the blade... because.... yes.. i can simply break it or go through the gap it makes after it lands before it starts to go up... for it goes a lot slower trying to go to it's original spot than it does coming down.. meaning less force against me.." he says rubbing his chin he looked at the method the blades made to go back up to get enough force in order to slice most objects apart.

He knew most things had a weight limit, so what would happen if he exceeded that.. the track could possible slow, halt, or break entirely because of the weight.. he could also use it to short circuit the machines that keep moving the blades by putting the weight on them after they come down, that way he would simply have to lift and pass by or go over. he would start increasing the density of his body increasing how heavy he is, almost like he was changing simply the weight of his body from that of a small human, to something a lot, a lot bigger without actually turning into it. deciding to keep the scales he has to offer him protection, for dragon scales are very durable. as well as increasing his muscles and strength of his bones, so he could accomplish the task after his body became heavy enough he groaned the spider legs straining on the pressure made from it sense he wasn't increasing their density, for he was about to get rid of them. he barely holds himself up long enough for his body to adjust to a semi-appropriate number and then the legs would give and his body would drop on the track with more force than the blades. he would he panting extremely hard, stars in his vision, about to pass out from the strain it took, the spider legs shrinking into his back, recalling that change he made.

[hider=IF The track slows, stops, or starts breaking]
He would use this chance to rest slightly before grabbing onto the top of the first blade after it comes down to also shift his weight on it to stop it from moving, or breaking the Mechanism from lifting it anymore.. then he would proceed past it by lifting it up and moving under it letting it drop behind him, or climbing over it, he would repeat this process with each blade as he went, taking as much time as he could in hopes to regain some of his breath.
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[hider=If it doesn't]
He groans at not having much time and immediately began trying to get past the blades trying to keep up as the first blade came down before latching on and holding his weight down onto it, taking a deep breath sense holding onto the blade would give him something to hold him in place for a few moments, his weight hopefully stopping the blade from moving or breaking it's mechanism to move. before he would move on to repeat this process to get past the blades
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