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Night 2 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The temperature drops fast. The wind howls louder than before.

Meowmere questions her sanity. The silence feels heavier tonight. In the midst of the chaos she receives a hatchet.

Azriel and the Mercurii sneak into Suchomimus’s camp while he sleeps. They destroy his supplies, tearing through what little he had left.
Afterward, the Mercurii sets up a new camp for it and Azriel for the night, far enough away for them not to be tracked down during the night.

Glade receives clean water from an unknown sponsor. She drinks slowly, then tucks the bottle into her pack.

Sadbread sits by a cracked boulder, sharpening a rock. They don’t plan to sleep.

Bexxi builds a small shelter from sticks and scraps of cloth. She hums to herself to stay calm.

Cynamity stays awake most of the night, clutching what little remains of his supplies. He doesn’t feel safe enough to sleep.

Day 3 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The sun rises, red and cold. The dust never settles. The third day begins.

Glade searches for a water source, following dry streambeds and scattered moss.

Suchomimus does the same, scanning the ground for any sound of water.

Sadbread practices their archery, aiming at tree trunks and loose stones. The sound of arrows echoes through the canyon.

Meowmere receives an explosive from an unknown sponsor. She holds it carefully and slips it into her pack.

Azriel and the Mercurii move as one, still hunting for other tributes. They leave almost no footprints behind.

Bexxi sprains her ankle while running away from Meowmere. She curses under her breath but doesn’t stop.

Cynamity receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor. He opens them quickly, relieved.

Night 3 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The sky is dark and cloudless. The cold creeps in early.

Bexxi climbs a tree to rest. Her ankle aches, but she feels safer when she isn't on the ground with everyone else.

Suchomimus fends Azriel and the Mercurii away from his fire. They don’t speak - they just stare - then slowly back off into the dark as if nothing had happened. Suchomimus doesn't sleep for the rest of the night, he is too creeped out.

Meowmere lies awake, staring at the stars. She thinks about winning.

Cynamity loses sight of where he is. The terrain looks unfamiliar in the dark. He circles back, unsure if he’s retracing his steps or making new ones.

Sadbread climbs a tree and settles between thick branches. They stay alert, listening to every sound.

Glade digs a shallow hole near a rock face. She doesn’t sleep - just watches the stars, waiting for the sun.

Day 4 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The sun rises behind a wall of dust.

Meowmere injures herself climbing down from a ledge. She bites her lip and keeps moving.

The Mercurii and Azriel raid Glade’s camp while she’s out hunting. They take what they can and leave the rest scattered behind.

Suchomimus practices his archery again, aiming for a moving target this time - a fluttering scrap of cloth caught in the wind.

Sadbread sees smoke rising in the distance but decides not to investigate. They stay hidden in the shade of a rock wall.

Bexxi soaks her swollen ankle in a shallow stream. She winces but stays quiet.

Cynamity builds a small shelter out of rocks and sticks. It’s not much, but it’ll do for now.

Night 4 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The night is windless. Cold hangs in the air like a warning.

Sadbread and Cynamity are both alone when they cross paths under the dim moonlight. Neither speaks at first, but neither walks away. Eventually, they sit together. For comfort, they hold hands. Trucing for the night.

Tired of their games, Suchomimus once again fends Azriel and the Mercurii away from his fire. They don’t even try to speak this time.

Far away, Bexxi poisons Meowmere’s drink. Meowmere doesn’t notice - she’s too tired. She drinks, then falls still.

Glade quietly hums to herself beneath a rocky ledge. She doesn't sleep tonight either.