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Drekkal’Kael - The Feast
At dawn, a sound rolls through the arena, it is deep. The Kor'Zeluun is no longer empty.
Drekkal'Kael has started

Harleybarbie98 watches from a distant cliff but decides not to go.

Near the base of the Kor'Zeluun, Callisto arrives first. She reaches for a slab of raw meat, but Lamby sees and lunges in from the side.
They both struggle, trying to get the meat. Lamby looks into Callisto's eyes. There's no doubt that Callisto won't give in, so Lamby does instead. She turns around and runs away.

Day 6 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The arena feels still again

Callisto stays low near the Kor’Zeluun, her hands still shaking from the fight. A drone passes overhead and releases a small parcel beside her, it contains fresh food.

Elsewhere, Harleybarbie98 crouches,, picking up dust and dark ash, smearing it across her arms and face. She tried to blend into the Martian nature.

Nearby, Lamby picks berries from a tangled bush, searching for berries. She winces, pulling her hand back when she stings herself on the thorns.
Moments later Harleybarbie98 steps forwards, scaring Lamby away. There is no hunt, but Lamby keeps running.

Fallen Zhaaluuns


@Glade 

Night 6 of the Drekkal’Zuun

Harleybarbie98 shelters beneath an overhang, her camouflaged arms wrapped tightly around her knees. She hasn’t spoken all day. She hasn't needed to. A soft thud, beside her a drone has dropped.
Inside she finds a hatchet, it's been freshly sharpened. Someone seem to be on her side.

At the other end of the arena, Callisto stares into her fire, unmoving. A drone descends, slowly but surely. She opens it only to find explosives.

Far from everyone, Lamby wanders the canyon edge. She mutters to herself. The stars blur above her. The ground doesn’t feel real.

 Day 7 of the Drekkal’Zuun

Callisto wakes before her fire burns out. She packs her things without a word. The explosive is carefully wrapped, tucked into her coat like a secret. She’s searching for supplies, for anything to help her survive.

Harleybarbie98 sharpens her hatchet on a flat stone by a dried-out stream. She knows it’s almost time - Time to win.

Lamby hides beneath the roots of a collapsed tree. She just sits there humming softly

Night 7 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The cold sets in early.

Callisto doesn’t sleep. She sits upright, back against stone, clutching the coat where the explosive is hidden.

Not far off, Harleybarbie98 carves symbols into the dirt with the edge of her hatchet.

Lamby curls up inside a cave of roots, looking out to see the starts shining bright on the sky.

Day 8 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The arena is silent. No wind. No sky. Only dus - and the near end.

Lamby sits beneath a low rock formation, crafting a slingshot. She tests it once. The tension holds.

Far across the dunes, Callisto finds Harleybarbie98 near the edge of a crater. Without a word, Callisto charges forward pushing Harleybarbie98 over the edge. It is over.

Fallen Zhaluuns

@harleybarbie98 

Night 8 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The moons rise over the arena for the final time. The dust has settled. The wind holds its breath.


Callisto finds Lamby beneath the roots of a dead tree. Lamby doesn't raise her weapon, nor does she run. Even though she knows that this is the last step before the end, but she just can't do it.
She falls to her knees, it was too much the last time. And the time before that she didn't feel like herself, but now she does. And it just isn't in her character.
She pleads and begs, letting Lamby know that she can't do it.
Whether it is out of generosity, mercy or merely the need to win is unknown, by Lamby crawls out and stands tall above Callisto. She takes Callisto's hatchet, and with one swift movement it is over.
Lamby has won.