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Night 3 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The wind softens, and the Martian sky glows with distant stars - Shadows grow long, and the flames flicker against jagged stone.

Shocked from the actions of the day Eliah head back to where she left Sadbread - Because the safety of two was better than the insecurity of being alone.
Eliah kneels in the sand, fumbling with dry roots and a dull sparkstone. She tries again and again - But the fire refuses to start. Then, quietly, Sadbread steps forward. Without a word, they take over
The fire crackles to life and for a while they share the warmth in silence.


Cynamity meets Helia beneath the pale moonlight. A fight breaks out, it is desperate - Both wants to win but only one can.
Helia holds her ground, knocking Cynamity's sickle from his hand and sends him tumbling to the ground. She could finish the fight for good, but she doesn't.
Cynamity stays on the ground when Helia leaves. He just lies there staring at the Martian sky.

HarleyBarbie98 manages her own fire, carefully cooking what little food she has left. She chews in silence, eyes scanning the darkness.

Day 4 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The red sun rises into the Martian sky, casting long shadows. The air is thin, hot and still.

Cynamity once again camouflages in the Martian sand, hoping to capture a passing animal or tribute.

Eliah and Sadbread are still bound together, today they go hunting together. Sadbread being extra observant, what if Eliah leaves again?

Meanwhile, Helia follows far behind HarleyBarbie98.
She keeps her distance, hidden behind rocks and dunes. Her breath is slow, her steps calculated. She watches HarleyBarbie98 gather supplies. She watches her eat. Watches her rest.
She doesn’t move closer yet. She’s waiting. Stalking.

Night 4 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The sky above the arena is quiet. Too quiet.

HarleyBarbie98 hears a soft thud nearby. A small silver package falls down in the darkness. Inside the package she finds more medical supplies.
Before she can even open it, a shadow emerges from behind the rocks. It's Helia. At first HarleyBarbie98 steps back in shock, but then Helia raises her hands in peace.
Slowly, she kneels down and begins tending to HarleyBarbie98's wounds. Neither of them speak.

Far across the arena, Sadbread sits by a weak fire, sharpening their arrows.
They glance at Eliah now and then - making sure she stays.
And then suddenly something happens - Eliah lunges, not away from Sadbread but towards them.
She swings a hatchet, but Sadbread is prepared - They were expecting something to happen after all. Eliah wins, but doesn't have it in hear to kill Sadbread. So she just leaves in silence instead.

Elsewhere, Cynamity receives a drop of his own. He isn't so lucky as to receive bandages. No food. Just one thing, sealed in a black tube: An explosive.
He says nothing. He just stares at it, thinking of what use it could be.

The Drekkal’Kael - The Feast
The Kor’Zeluun is replenished. The horn echoes through the arena. The Feast has begun.

Eliah and Sadbread exchange a single look in the dust. Though their trust is thin, they decide to come together one last time. Solemnly to ensure supplies. They work together to gather food, bandages, tools and.. weapons.
But not a moment goes by without them keeping an eye on each other - Because they know it's a question of time before one or the other attacks again.

Helia moves quickly - she doesn’t want to stay long. She grabs a bundle of dry clothing, stuffs it into a torn backpack, and runs.
Cynamity appears from the dust, as he does best, throws a knife towards Helia, but she is too fast and he misses.

Far away, HarleyBarbie98 watches the Kor’Zeluun from a distant ridge. She doesn’t move. She decided long ago: she’s not going.

Day 5 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The Martian sky is heavy today. The heat lingers, the sand feels like it burns.

HarleyBarbie98 watches the horizon with tired eyes when a soft thud draws her attention. It's a food drop, it's fresh and still warm. She eats in silence.
A while passes by, and Helia stumbles across her. She's wounded after the Drekkal’Kael. Helia recognizes HarleyBarbie98 from earlier. Perhaps she will do Helia this last favor?
Helia starts begging to be killed, but HarleyBarbie98 also remembers and can't let Helia die. Not like this.

Elsewhere in the arena, Eliah and Sadbread walk. They had survived the Feast together - but trust was always hanging by a thread. And today it snapped, once again.
Eliah seems ready now, she lunges. One brutal strike and Sadbread collapses to the ground. No hesitation, no remorse. Not this time.

However Eliah is not done. Eliah is in this to win. She finds Cynamity hiding in the soil as usual, but she doesn't give him a chance to step forth. With a piece of strong, assumably from her own attire, she wraps the string around his neck and doesn't let go until he is completely still.

Fallen Zhaaluuns

@Cynamity @SadBread 

Night 5 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The Martian wind softens. No footsteps echo across the dust tonight. The arena feels still.

Helia and HarleyBarbie98 huddle beneath the jagged arch of a rust-colored rock. They sleep in shifts - one watching while the other rests, switching without words.

Far from the others, Eliah lies alone beneath the Martian stars. She doesn't sleep. She just stares at the sky - thinking about home.

Day 6 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The Martian heat returns with quiet fury. There's no breeze to stir the dust. Just silence.

HarleyBarbie98 and Helia move through the dunes, in silence. They agree to split up to cover more ground. It’s not ideal, but supplies are running low.

Elsewhere in the arena, Eliah paces in circles. Her eyes are red. Her hands shake. She questions herself - what she’s done, what she’s become, and if anything human is left inside her. And then she sees Helia. From a distance. Alone. Exposed. 
Eliah raises the bow she stole from Sadbread, breath held, heartbeat still. The arrow flies. Helia crumples before her body even hits the sand.