THOCK. SCRIIITCH. SHLICK.
THOCK. SCRIIITCH. SHLICK.
THOCK. SCRIIITCH. SHLICK.

At the top of the tree, you scan the area for the traitorous traitor, wiping sap off the knife blade. You spot him a fair distance away, still angrily gesticulating about his defeat.

Could you? You eye the distance - manageable, but risky. Read the indicators - slight breeze. Inspect the blade - clean enough, dulled from the climb. You flip the knife to a throwing position and test your arm.

Unleash the Blade of Justice.

Climb back down.           (new)