Centuria's Forumers Hunger Games 💛

It was at dusk on day seven. The sun was about to fully set as Conhadda left his camp at the foot of the mountain. He pulled a compass tracker out of his pocket and used it to find the remaining teams. He was led into the plains where the ruined buildings were. After walking around, he found himself in what looked like an ancient arena. It was wide and out of bricks and cobblestone. Some of its walls and pillars fell on the battleground itself, and the overgrowth seemed to consume many parts of the place. He unlocked a rusty iron gate that leads inside the colosseum, making a piercing, creaking noise as it rises. He then went beyond the gate leading inside the arena. Before him, were his last two opponents, Creamy and Othr. Othr glanced at the tracker in his hand, and then looked in front of him to see his opponent. He put it inside his pocket, unsheathed his weapon, and walked towards Conhadda. His teammate, as well as his opponent, prompted him to do the same. "Hey." greete

Creamy and Othr headed to the simulation's swamp, wading into the muddy, brown waters as they trekked. The place had equally muddy soil, and many mangrove and oak trees grew around the place. "Hey," Creamy caught Othr's attention. "Now that we aren't gonna deal with the Feast, maybe we should go hunt down the remaining contenders." "You know what," Creamy turned. "Good idea. But let's go find more stuff first and enchant our gear at the Cornucopia after an hour passes, we wouldn't stand a chance against anyone at this rate." As they ventured into the swamp, they found a lot of boats with chests in them. Inside were food, bottles full of clean water, and some simple iron tools. Creamy opened one more chest from a cluster of boats. Its metallic parts were rusty for whatever reason, and lifting its wooden lid felt heavy. Inside was a diamond sword, and a bow, complete with a quiver of arrows. "Ah! Finally, good weapons!"

The noon sun shone over the Cornucopia. A gentle breeze blew towards the west, as leaves from the forest's trees could be heard rustling. The birds that nested in the trees chirped and flew away into the skies. Other than that, it was dead silent.  Arianna gripped her sword with her right hand, as she made sure her other hand would be able to easily reach for her fireworks. Sterloin holds his netherite sword low and in front of him, maintaining his defensive stance, while Pixel edged closer and moved to the side, aiming his fishing rod in Omega and Conhadda's direction. Gyrra used up a Swiftness Spellbook and drank the entire bottle of a strength potion. He throws it aside to the ground, as he grabs his two daggers. His teammate, Scissors, went closer to him, gripping his poison-coated axe in front of his face with both of his hands. Omega spun his diamond axe as he took it out, gripping it tightly with both hands and having it rest atop his shoulder. Conhadda then unsheathed h