Winter ducked to avoid the swinging ax from the ceiling. That put him in the path of a rolling boulder, forcing him to jump forward to avoid getting crushed. He landed on a switch on the floor accidentally, causing half a dozen spikes to stab out of the floor around his feet. Fortunately, the spikes rose up around his feet, not into them, though he had to stand very still to avoid brushing into them. It was hard to tell, but the spikes were tipped with a purple glistening substance that looked an awful lot like poison to him. He caught a whiff of the poison with his nostrils and he grimaced at the sickening scent.
Being careful not to make any sudden movements, Winter slowly lifted his foot off the hidden switch. As he did so, the spikes descended into the floor. Without hesitation, Wint
