Reinhardt stumbled through the darkness in which he had been dropped into. Finally he emerged to find bright green colors greeting him. He was standing in the roof of some kind of tower. The tower rose out of what looked like a bright green acid. Reinhardt saw that there were several other towers as well. All of these towers were lined up going around the interior if the larger structure that they were all in. The towers were arranged from smallest to largest. Reinhardt was on the tallest. Reinhardt pulled from his backpack a small retractable scope. Reinhardt saw through the scope that at the lowest tower, which was far across from the one he was on, was another archway. Apparently this was the exit. Reinhardt would have to jump from rooftop to rooftop to reach it. Reinhardt examined the rooftop he was on. The rooftop was square like all the others and slightly smaller than the tower it covered. Reinhardt then jumped down into the lower section of the tower. The lower section was just and empty area. The only curious thing about it was a small square hole in the center of it. Reinhardt thought that the smartest thing to do would be to avoid investigating it, but he also knew that there was a reason that Actrise would have thrust him into this place. Reinhardt approached the opening. As soon as Reinhardt placed both feet completely underneath the roof, bars came down form the ceiling and trapped him inside. In the center, a platform came up form the hole. On the platform was a creature that Reinhardt had never faced before. The creature was half man, half cheetah. It full body was that of a normal human, only its head and speed were that of the cheetah. The cheetah-man raced towards Reinhardt and punched him in the face. The punch sent Reinhardt to the ground. Reinhardt slowly got up only to hear a short growling noise. The noise was followed by a figure brushing past him and leaving him with a terrible pain in the stomach. Reinhardt was on his knees when he heard the growl again. This time Reinhardt was sent flying towards the bars behind him. He spat blood and coughed heavily as he was now having trouble breathing. The pain in his stomach surged as he got up. Actrise had apparently chosen to test Reinhardt's strength against monsters, he thought. It was an unfair match. The cheetah-man's speed would be too much for him. How could he hit what he could not catch? Reinhardt thought what his brother would do. Werner would use his brains to solve this challenge. The growl came again and this time Reinhardt managed to dodge it by moving out of the way. Reinhardt grasped his whip with all of the speed he could and swung it around the cheetah-man's neck as it had stopped to avoid hitting the bars. The cheetah growled and struggled to release itself from the grasp of Reinhardt's chain whip. When it gave up, it growled once more and began to run around the area with great speed. The cheetah-man was now dragging Reinhardt along the floor of the tower. The shoulder with which Reinhardt had been struck with a scythe was now bleeding. He let go of the whip and the cheetah-man continued to run. Reinhardt clasped his hand over the wound in order to stop the bleeding, meanwhile the creature untangled itself form the chain whip. Reinhardt knew what was the giveaway now. The cheetah-man growled and Reinhardt discreetly unsheathed a knife from his pack. When the cheetah-man struck Reinhardt in the chest once more, the cheetah felt more pain than he did. Reinhardt twisted the knife that was now digging into the cheetah-man's insides. The cheetah made a slight purr as it slouched over Reinhardt's bloody shoulder. The bars that had trapped them both inside the tower fell into the acid river below the instant that the cheetah touched the ground. Reinhardt looked above and saw that the roof above was caving in. Reinhardt stood on the edge of the tower as the smaller rooftop caved in and the tower was now just a big pillar. Behind Reinhardt was another open area underneath the rooftop of another tower. Likewise, the tower had a hole in the center where no doubt his next test would come. The space in between towers was not much so Reinhardt leapt from one to the other. Reinhardt removed his red scarf and bandaged his shoulders. His scarf became an even darker red. Reinhardt breathed heavily for several minutes before approaching the center hole. He also drank water from the bottle in his backpack. Reinhardt the last drops of water from his bottle of water and threw it into the abyss below. Reinhardt had picked up his chain whip from where the cheetah-man had dropped it and had it wrapped around his waist. Reinhardt pulled his cross from his backpack and held it ready as he slowly took steps towards the hole. When the platform came up and he saw his enemy, Reinhardt rolled backwards and kneeled in a battle position. This time his foe was a creature of renowned myth. The half-man, half bull minotaur held a pitchfork in his hands and aimed it at Reinhardt. Reinhardt flung his cross as soon as the minotaur threw his pitchfork. The two weapons collided in the air. Reinhardt charged at the monster and rolled between its two enormous legs and jumped to his feet behind him. With his whip already in hand Reinhardt began to whip the minotaur repeatedly. The minotaur blocked the flinging with his arms and caught one it's horns inside a link of Reinhardt's chain whip. The minotaur tugged at the whip with it's head, causing Reinhardt to tumble to the ground. Reinhardt was dazed for a moment when he found a large shadow looming above him. Reinhardt turned in time to see the minotaur's large hand grasping him around the chest. Reinhardt was lifted into the air and then thrust back down into the ground hard. Pain surged all over his body. Reinhardt felt dizzy from it all. Reinhardt's legs were in shock. He crawled on the ground in whatever direction instinct dictated to him. It was impossible for Reinhardt to out rub the minotaur who was on its hoofed feet. Reinhardt's vision blurred slowly into darkness as he felt the pounding of the minotaur's fist against his whole body. With his last ounce of strength, Reinhardt swung a sharp object from his backpack at whatever was nearby him. Reinhardt who could no longer see anything, faded into unconsciousness, he only felt his arm jab into something rough. Had Reinhardt been able to see, he was now lying underneath the now dead minotaur. In a moment of pride the minotaur stopped his barrages while Reinhardt almost subconscious had pulled an axe from his backpack and slashed the minotaur clear across the chest. Blood now stained Reinhardt's armor and he lay totally unaware of the figure the bloodied scene.
"Two down, one to go, " Actrise said with a smile.