No one else mattered. He'd tear through them all. He'd win this, be free of the cycle, and kill anyone who got in his way from there. He'd return home and finish what he'd started.
But first thing was first. He had to survive better than he had the first time.
Supplies. Weapons. It was clear from the first arena he'd been in, that he was far superior than most in combat. So supplies it was.
He made a dash for a bag close by, ignoring if anyone else was going for the same bag.
no subject
No one else mattered. He'd tear through them all. He'd win this, be free of the cycle, and kill anyone who got in his way from there. He'd return home and finish what he'd started.
But first thing was first. He had to survive better than he had the first time.
Supplies. Weapons. It was clear from the first arena he'd been in, that he was far superior than most in combat. So supplies it was.
He made a dash for a bag close by, ignoring if anyone else was going for the same bag.