[ He's straining, his muscles aching and his teeth clenched and without the strength the blood gave him this would be much, much harder than it already is.
He hauls at the rope, getting up and using his entire body to pull. He's going to be so sore later, particularly if he can't find more blood to drink ]
Come-- on! [ Despite desperately wanting to let go, he doesn't. He pulls, and pulls, and Sokta is nearly at the top by the time his arms are giving out. ]
Can you climb? The last bit? [ He can't pull anymore, but he can hold on ]
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He hauls at the rope, getting up and using his entire body to pull. He's going to be so sore later, particularly if he can't find more blood to drink ]
Come-- on! [ Despite desperately wanting to let go, he doesn't. He pulls, and pulls, and Sokta is nearly at the top by the time his arms are giving out. ]
Can you climb? The last bit? [ He can't pull anymore, but he can hold on ]