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Night 1 of the Drekkal’Zuun

As the sky darkens, a small crate lands near Sadbread. Inside is a hatchet They grip it tightly. It's not much, but it’s something to protect themself with.

Elsewhere, Callisto and Glade sit close together beneath a rocky overhang. They don’t say much. They just hold hands. The day was harsh, but for now, it’s quiet. One by one, they drift to sleep.

Bexxi is far away from them. She isn’t sleeping. She’s sharpening her spear by the edge of a dried riverbed. The night is cold, but she stays awake, keeping watch.

Day 2 of the Drekkal’Zuun

Bexxi spends the morning hunting again. This time, she follows a trail of small animal tracks leading through the dust. Her search pays off. A shallow river cuts through the ground.

Glade and Callisto decide to split up to cover more ground. They share a quiet nod before parting ways. Alone, Glade finds a moment to stop and tend to her wounds again, wrapping them tighter to ease the pain.

Sadbread keeps moving, not trusting anyone or any place for too long. They search for higher ground, climbing a jagged ridge to scout the arena.

Night 2 of the Drekkal’Zuun

As the sun disappears, Callisto gathers what she can - branches, stones, anything to build a small shelter. It’s not much, but it’s enough for her and Glade to rest safely tonight.
Glade sits by the fire, staring out into the dark. She doesn’t say it out loud, but her mind keeps repeating it - she can win this. A soft thud breaks the silence. A crate lands nearby. Inside: an explosive.

Elsewhere, Bexxi moves quietly through the dust, only to find Sadbread doing the same. They lock eyes, tense at first, but both are too tired to fight. A silent truce is made. For tonight, they’ll watch each other’s backs. As they settle, a small package floats down to Bexxi. Medical supplies. She glances at Sadbread and gives a small grin. Luck’s on her side tonight.

Day 3 of the Drekkal’Zuun
When the sun rises, the temporary alliances split up. Without words, they all go their separate ways.

Callisto moves towards higher ground. She needs a better view of the arena, a place where she can see others before they see her.

Glade wanders deeper into the dust fields. She’s not searching for anyone. She just walks until she finds a small patch of strange flowers. She kneels down and picks them, not knowing if they’re useful - but they are pretty.

Bexxi sharpens a new wooden spear. Her old one is still good, but it’s always smart to have more. After that, she climbs towards a rocky hill, the same higher ground that Callisto is aiming for, but from a different side. When she finds a flat area near the ridge, she begins building a small shack with whatever wood and stone she can find.

Sadbread doesn’t follow anyone. Instead, they head back toward the shallow river Bexxi found earlier, staying hidden in a bush. They spend the day setting traps along the riverbank - simple snares and pits. Sadbread knows someone will come for water eventually, and they plan to be ready.

Vaarn’Kesh - The Closing Maw
The ground rumbles. The sky tightens, turning a deep shade of red. The Vaarn’Kesh has begun. The arena itself is closing in, its invisible walls moving like a mouth, ready to swallow everything whole.

Sadbread sees the border flicker and tries to outrun it. They sprint through the dust, but the border is faster. It closes in, relentless. Sadbread vanishes into the red light.

On the hillside, Callisto spots Bexxi working on her shack. Bexxi doesn’t notice the border creeping closer. Callisto doesn’t wait. She runs up and shoves Bexxi forward. Bexxi stumbles into the red wall. The Maw takes her.

Far away, Glade is moving fast, but the ground betrays her. Her foot catches on a root, and she falls. The border catches up. She scrambles, but the Maw closes without mercy.

The arena event took everyone it seems...

Congratulations @Callisto !