The first obstacle that they had to overcome was rather tame - it was a grid of sorts of tires, requiring people to sort of hop from foot to foot on the interior of the tire. The biggest danger was tripping from not moving your feet correctly, which would likely cause you to drop your sword - or risk impaling yourself or someone near you. After the initial rush, about three campers were out of the running for the prize, having fallen and let go of their sword. Lorna rushed in with the first group, bringing her knees up high as she ran through the tire grid, only to have one of the tripped campers slam into her, knocking Lorna to the ground. Her head hit the rim of one of the tires, but to her credit, she didn't drop her sword. 

	"You okay, Meyers?" Luke called out. 

	Lorna gave him a thumbs up, hopping back up to her feet. She'd probably have more than a few bruises from this. [color=fdc68a]"All good, boss man!"[/color] she said, before making her way to the second obstacle - a series of hurdles that they had to alternate jumping and climbing over. 

	"C'mon, Adalhard, let's pick up the pace!" Luke teased, shooting Kitty an award winning smile. He paused for a moment, before extending his sword and pointing it at her. She'd have to spar with him now before moving forward. "Your move, Kitty," he then said, allowing her to have the first blow. "If you think you can hit me, that is."