Chris and Quax were in the air above the standing wooden poles.
The two were flying fast forward, quickly switching their legs back and forth in the air, headed towards land ahead of them.
They then suddenly descended down through the air, crashing onto the hard land, beyond the massive ditch-trap they had found themselves in.
Chris fell with his face down onto the ground, bruising the skin on his elbows, as he slid forward along the ground and suddenly stopped.
Quax, on the other hand, anticipated his fall. landing down onto the ground and quickly rolling like a ball along the ground, before stopping beside Chris, and sitting down flat onto the ground.
Quax then quickly stood up to his feet and looked down at Chris, where he still lay face down, on the ground below.
"Get up," Qua
