Tower Of Hell [360p]

He reached the "Crimson Corridor." This was the halfway point. The walls were lined with static lasers that flickered on and off in a deadly pattern. Kael closed his eyes for a second, memorizing the rhythm. Beep. Beep. Gap. He lunged. The heat from the beams singed his jacket, but he broke through to the other side.

He leaped for the penultimate platform. It tilted precariously. Kael’s foot slipped. He dangled by his fingertips, looking down at the miles of neon death below. With a guttural roar, he swung his body, using the momentum to vault onto the final translucent stair. Tower of Hell

Kael took his first leap. The floor beneath him vanished the moment his boots made contact. He scrambled onto a narrow ledge, his heart hammering against his ribs. This wasn't a game for the faint of heart; one slip meant a plummet back to the cold, hard marble of the lobby. He reached the "Crimson Corridor