Omar's POV
To stop my fall, I was ready to pull out my knife to stab the underground inner wall when Zopia buried a dagger in the wall. She gripped the hilt of the dagger, stopping in the air. Just as she claimed to protect me before, at the same time, she also caught my arms, hindering the tragedy of us falling to pieces at the bottom.
"Grip me tightly!" She shouted as an intense hurricane blew under us.
With feet pushing against the wall, I climbed towards her, every step pinning against the wall, hands moving along her arms.
"Is your dagger hard enough to support the weight of us?" I asked, nearly reaching her side.
"um...not sure." she hesitated.
My brain worked quickly, calculating the depth down there and the possibility of Zopia's dagger snapping. With excellent eyesight, I l
