Once he crawled to the peak of the hill, Tag could see what came next. Another hill. And there was one beyond that. He could hardly breathe at the sight — or maybe it was the altitude — but Tag knew he had a decision to make. Go back to way he’d come, and admit that he had failed, or keep crawling towards those many hills.
Tag decided to keep going. He’d have to crawl in either direction, and the reward for making it to the Goddess’s home would be much greater.