[h2][center]Geralt of Rivia[/center][/h2]
[center]The Maw- The Depths[/center]
[center]Lvl 7 (64/70) -> Lvl 7 (65/70) [/center]
[center]Word Count: 350 words[/center]

Geralt joined the others in pushing away the debris blocking the doorway. It took a bit of effort, but with all of them working it wasn't exceedingly difficult. As the Seekers entered the room on the other side, Geralt sighed in frustration. "Of course. Filled with water." As the others said, this water was probably filled with horrible creatures just begging to tear into their tiny little bodies with whatever fangs they had. At least everybody was in agreement that even thinking about going in there was suicide. 

Peach, luckily, was able to spot a map of the place, and come up with a rudimentary plan on how to proceed. Find a submersible vehicle, drain the water, and carry on. Getting to that vehicle was going to be the hardest part, it seemed. Much like they'd done earlier, the plan was to use Mirage's dart gun to build a ladder of sorts to get higher up in the room, then cross via suspended platforms. Geralt wasn't exactly [i]thrilled[/i] with this plan, but he didn't see much of an alternative, same as Frog. 

And so, the Seekers once more climbed their way to safety from the dangers below. This time, their path was a bit more treacherous, but that could easily be overcome through careful planning and step placement. As Geralt was making his way up, though, he paused for a moment as his stomach rumbled and a sharp pang of hunger overcame his senses for a moment. It took longer than the Witcher would have liked to force the feeling down, and he groaned. "This hunger thing is fucking miserable." He swore, getting onto his platform and shaking his head to try and physically dispel the feeling. 

As he started making his way across the network of catwalks, Geralt was at least glad that they could support their weight. Even Bowser and Junior were managing to hang in there, though nobody was brave-or foolish-enough to hang around the same platform that they were on at any given time. 

No need to fall into the presumably monster-laden water, after all.