Cecilia gulped at the site of the next stage, it's completion on the part of Jack and Kyle was marginally less successful at comforting her this time around. And despite how the other girls arrival during Kyle's turn was a welcome distraction, Ivy's exuberance especially helping ease her nerves oddly enough, it all sort of fell apart when it came to the last thing the hyperactive girl said, Cecilia sighing and gazing apprehensively at the top.

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"I'll go next... i-if that's alright?" she muttered, her voice leaving her. Mid a nervous smile, Cecilia tentatively let go of James and stepped over to the base of the new wall, getting outfitted for her attempt. There was a sense of urgency during the first stage wall, mostly from her desire to get it over with as quickly as possible as well as from the belief (or desperate desire) that it was the only stage, meaning there wasn't a real point in conserving energy. But as she now feared, this activity was looking to be more of a marathon than a sprint. She didn't stall for as long as she had before, but onlookers could tell by her first few moves that she was taking her time with this run, her three anchors being secured at the low area, mid section and near the top of the wall in very gradual succession. There was a moment where she pretty much stopped for a few seconds, her head peering upward from her position at the middle to reevaluate her path that accounted for her growing fatigue.

Cecilia made the rest of the way at a steady pace, but by the time she clambered to the top, she would clock in at a little over double her time compared to her first stage attempt. She wasn't very proud of this, but was happy to not have put her anchors to the test. She sat for a minute at the edge until she calmed herself, then being lowered down. She returned to James, her nervous smile now with a sense of momentary relief. "Don't know how much more of this I have in me," she said, trying to assure him that she was alright, casually stretching her right arm over her left shoulder. "I'm sure you can do it faster than me, but try and go at your own pace, okay? There may be other stages after this," she advised as lightly as she could. She felt like wishing him luck on his turn when it happens, but doubted that he would need it.