He paused in the crux, his last piece of protection sticking out of the crack several body lengths below; I held my breath. Please Nico - I quietly urged him in my head - please don't fall now. He reeled his body in, reached for the next sloping hold, and stood up on tiny grains; he was now past the crux, and a few easier moves stood between him and the ledge that marked the end of the pitch.

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