Rock jumped up and grabbed it, then dangled from the wall, bending legs below. His deep, bellowing laugh echoed in the chasm. “This time, he holds me!” Sigzil made a notation on his ledger. “Good. Keep hanging on, Rock.” “For how long?” Rock asked. “Until you fall.” “Until I . . .” The large Horneater frowned, hanging from the stone with both hands. “I do not like this experiment any longer.”
