CN1 - 9 - Mask Jump

That little accident was bad luck on top of bad judgment, he thought bleakly as he finally faced the truth – the ice floe wasn’t going to make it back to shore. That meant he had two choices: Try the frozen- footstep method, or wait as long as he could and then attempt an enormous leap to solid ground.

He decided that the second plan had a more likely chance of success. But the distance to shore seemed impossibly far...

Kopaka reminded himself that he now wore the Great Mask of Strength. Perhaps it would give his legs the extra power they would need to propel him such a tremendous distance. Perhaps...

Gathering his strength, Kopaka got into position and then waited. One long moment, then another, then another, coolly patient as he gauged the footing beneath him. All he needed was enough to push off from –

“Now!” he shouted, leaping forward with all his might. The energy of the Pakari flowed through him, giving him extra strength.

But it wouldn’t be enough.

“That Great Mask of Levitation would come in awfully handy right now,” he thought bleakly as he felt himself start to fall toward the bubbling lava.

“Kopaka!” a voice shouted from the direction of the shore.

Kopaka glanced forward, but saw only a flash of green as he suddenly felt himself caught up in a blast of wind.

“Aaaaaah!” he cried as he flew helplessly through the air.

CRASH!

He smashed into the ground face first.

“Sorryoops, brother,” Lewa’s voice said from somewhere nearby. “I didn’t have thought-time to plan a softer landing.”