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Kofod wrote:
Day 8 of the Drekkal’Zuun
For the first time in days Toraix wakes up, well rested. He has a plan as he rises slowly. Today only has one purpose: To hunt.
Today will be his winning day, he is sure of it.
He sneaks through the broken terrain, being as quiet as he possibly can. His feet avoid metal shards and broken bricks that might give away his whereabouts.
The camp is exactly where he expected it to be, hidden behind toppled pillars and overgrown arches.
But something is off - Where is Cetus?
There's no sign of struggle, no trail. Did Limited kill her?
Limited is still asleep on the ground. Toraix looks around to get an overview of the area.
The spear is near Limited, within her reach. He has to do it now, before she wakes.
He moves swiftly, but one wrong step releases a sound from the ground.
Limited eyes fly open, she quickly grabs her spear and in one fluid motion she stands upon her feet.
Their eyes lock, Toraix is just as surprised as she is, but neither of them lets on - They have to be strong.
He knows - She knows.
What is to happen now, no words spoken.
He grips his spear tighter, the fight begins.
Toraix lunges towards Limited, but she doesn't stray away - No she meets him head one.
Her spear slicing through the air, he ducks barely dodging the blade of the spear.
Each step they take, each move they make, kicks up more red dust around them. They can hardly see each other anymore.
Their weapons spark was they hit one another. Toraix shows forward which makes Limited stumble.
He notices Limited balancing on the very edge of a cliff. Toraix doesn't hesitate, he grabs her shoulders - For just a moment giving her hope, that there is kindness in his heart.
And in one swift moment he weighs into a final push.
He steps towards the edge of the cliff, looking down as he sees Limited's body become smaller and smaller until she disappears from his view.
She's gone. He has won.
For the first time in days Toraix wakes up, well rested. He has a plan as he rises slowly. Today only has one purpose: To hunt.
Today will be his winning day, he is sure of it.
He sneaks through the broken terrain, being as quiet as he possibly can. His feet avoid metal shards and broken bricks that might give away his whereabouts.
The camp is exactly where he expected it to be, hidden behind toppled pillars and overgrown arches.
But something is off - Where is Cetus?
There's no sign of struggle, no trail. Did Limited kill her?
Limited is still asleep on the ground. Toraix looks around to get an overview of the area.
The spear is near Limited, within her reach. He has to do it now, before she wakes.
He moves swiftly, but one wrong step releases a sound from the ground.
Limited eyes fly open, she quickly grabs her spear and in one fluid motion she stands upon her feet.
Their eyes lock, Toraix is just as surprised as she is, but neither of them lets on - They have to be strong.
He knows - She knows.
What is to happen now, no words spoken.
He grips his spear tighter, the fight begins.
Toraix lunges towards Limited, but she doesn't stray away - No she meets him head one.
Her spear slicing through the air, he ducks barely dodging the blade of the spear.
Each step they take, each move they make, kicks up more red dust around them. They can hardly see each other anymore.
Their weapons spark was they hit one another. Toraix shows forward which makes Limited stumble.
He notices Limited balancing on the very edge of a cliff. Toraix doesn't hesitate, he grabs her shoulders - For just a moment giving her hope, that there is kindness in his heart.
And in one swift moment he weighs into a final push.
He steps towards the edge of the cliff, looking down as he sees Limited's body become smaller and smaller until she disappears from his view.
She's gone. He has won.
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