...okay, so maybe it was a little harder than she thought. Not the dodging part, but the navigation... maybe she should pay a little more attention in school...<br/><br/>BUT that had to wait; Chica had one more trial, and from what she could tell, this one was going to be a hard one. She could climb around over the spikes no problem, she could probably pry those plexiglass cases off with ease, though not without doing some damage to the surrounding anchor. Nooo... wasn't going to be that easy; something had to be up with the keys, just HAD to be. Would they explode? Crumble? If she put them in the wrong locks would they blow the place up or light her on fire? No... she had no real way of knowing, but judging by it she could afford to make one mistake...<br/><br/>Okay, so she climbed her way up to the first key rapidly, then once there, just had to pry it off so veeerrryyy geeentlyyy-<br/><br/>And explosion, a fireball erupting from the ground below, directed right up at her! Chica swore and dodged out of the way as the flamestrike nailed the box and obliterated the key... to which the box outlasted the amazingly fragile key, so THAT was the trick...<br/><br/>(OOC: At 2019-10-11 06:42:01, Keelan (uid: 15533) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=140358)... Natural 1 o.o)<br/><br/>Unfortunately, in her attempt to dodge, she managed to throw herself a LITTLE too hard into what apparently was the main pillar holding up the key-rig; the pillar snapped in half from her tremendous strength, shaking the plexiglass cases free, and tossing the keys - the immensely fragile keys - into the air, headed down towards the spikes... which is also where she herself was falling while cursing loudly in Nahuatl...<br/><br/>(OOC: Hero Point to Reroll: At 2019-10-11 06:44:55, Keelan (uid: 15533) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 28 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=140359), NATURAL 20 MOTHERFUCKER!!! >:3)<br/><br/>Thinking fast, and her immense training kicking into gear, Chica snatched up a falling bar, which had also gotten loose, while also managed to wrap her legs around the pole that had just broken like a pole. She glanced out, and saw her one shot; shoving the pole out, she was able to maneuver it such that she was able to thread the pole through the loops on the back of several of the falling keys, like a spear through a series of rings. How they didn't break, she had NO idea, but maybe they were just brittle for HER, at HER immense strength? Whatever that meant, she didn't get all the keys she needed; she swung herself around the pole like an expert stripper, reached herself out and extended her free hand - holding herself to the pole with but her thighs - and managed to throw her hand through the back rings of two more keys. Just two more; Chica demonstrated her flexibility AND athletic strength in one fell swoop as she swung herself around again and - realizing she had her hands full - gripped the pole with but one leg, throwing her other one straight out to the side to snag the last two keys with her foot...<br/><br/>...how the hell none of them broke, she had absolutely NO idea; it was for lack of a better word, an ABSOLUTE miracle...<br/><br/>No time to relish it though; she had all the keys she needed and then two more; she snaked the ones gingerly off of her foot and the bar onto one hand, then 3-limbed it up the pole, before leaping gently over to the keyholes. One by one in rapid succession, she is able to climb up and insert the keys into the holes and - knowing how delicate they are - she is able to unlock each and every one of them...<br/><br/>With two keys to spare! And she knew JUST what to do with them...<br/><br/><"Hades! Your trials are complete, in total and within all rules, with extra to spare!"> she shouted into the active microphone for the system in Nahuatl, so her screams were echoed by the electronic system, all while standing atop the keyhole tower... and lifting a leg up like a baseball pitcher. <"Now CATCH, and own up to your word and honor!"><br/><br/>She threw the two remaining keys at him...<br/><br/>(OOC: At 2019-10-11 07:45:20, Keelan (uid: 15533) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=140360))<br/><br/>...but forgot just how fragile they were; they shattered right as they would have left the tips of her fingers, turning into a fast moving bit of sand that would literally do no damage... but it WOULD at least fall down in his general direction so he'd get the picture...<br/><br/>Now she just had to pray that she was right about the ego and personality of a tyrannical, megalomaniacal death god with tremendous magical power and lust for more...