He didn't manage to reach it, he threw his whip mid fall and wrapped it around a protruding stone. Alaric's body slammed onto rocks on the edge of the valley, pain shot through his shoulder as the whip held his weight.
Alaric looked down at the falling ice bridge and breathed a sigh of relief. That was close, he thought to himself but it was too early to celebrate.
A cracking sound came from above him, he looked up and blood drained from his face.
" No...!"
The rock tore free from the valley wall. Alaric fell down fast, his body started to freeze as the cold air slammed onto his body.
He snapped his whip instinctively towards the many protruding rocks on the wall. The whip caught on a wall , due to the falling momentum his body hit the wall pretty hard causing the already aching shoulder to sustain more damage.
He looked down at the dark endless hole below and above where he couldn't see anything except the white falling snow.
