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The Drekkal’Kael – The Feast
The Kor’Zeluun is replenished.
Crates of food, weapons, and rare supplies are lowered from the sky - Medical kits. Ammunition. Water.
The Drekkal’Kael has begun.

Suchomimus watches from the cliffside. Still bloody from the monkey mutts. He stands there, quiet and unmoving. He sees the Kor’Zeluun. He sees the bait. He doesn’t move. - He knows a trap when he sees one.

Bexxi stays under the wreckage of the broken pod, deciding not to go to the Drekkal’Kael.

Only Sadbread and the Mercurii arrive. None of them speak, and with out warning or hesitation thay lunge towards eachother.
Blades flash, blood spills. And in the end Sadbread stands victorious.

Day 4 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The arena is still, everyone is coping with survival in each their own way.


Sadbread wakes up to the sound of a thud. It's a small drone - Inside: Cold and clean water. Slowly Sadbread starts drinking, they have to stay hydrated to win this.

Bexxi curls up beneath the broken pod, her body and mind exhausted.
She doesn’t care about food. Or weapons. - Not today.
She just wants to sleep

Suchomimus has found a shallow stream-— a rare gift. He sits on a rock, legs in the water, makeshift spear in hand. He starts fishing.

Night 4
The stars shine cold over Mars, and only three contestants remain.

Suchomimus finds Sadbread near a rock formation, sitting by the embers of a fire. He doesn’t draw his weapon - not yet.
But Sadbread doesn’t wait. They move fast. Efficient. And silent.
By the time Suchomimus realizes it's too late, Sadbread's blade has already been colored red.

Elsewhere, Bexxi listens. She hears the struggle in the distance - a loud scream, then silence. But she doesn’t move.

Day 5 of the Drekkal’Zuun
Only two contestants remain, two Deimos.

As Sadbread stands over the body of Suchomimus, they realizes.. They are almost all alone, there's only one person left - Bexxi.
They know where to look, they remember the broken pod. They know what must be done.
Bexxi stays put, when she hears footsteps. Bexxi grips her weapon, preparing for a fight, but her ankle still hurts from the twist days ago.

No words, no mercy - They fight.
This is for survival, only one of them can get out.

The arena falls silent, as Sadbread stands tall. Bexxi lies beneah them. Her eyes open, as she watches the clouds move above, and then nothing.

Congratiulations @SadBread !