Battle Royale

Briane was staring at the fire crackling at the woods he assembled in the corner. The blended color of orange and yellow were the only ones that illuminate the pitch-black night. There’s no moon and the sky was damped, though now and then, a long streak of lightning would dance at the heaven. But that’s not what’s bothering Briane. It’s the mere fact that he and the Skippers have been out in the field for over five days that irked him so much. They haven’t had a good meal. All they’ve been eating were fruits and vegetables they managed to get at the Forbidden Forest.

Looking at his hands, he found the dirt lying on his nails disgusting. He’d never been a clean freak, but he always made sure that he’s well-tended, especially because women wouldn’t look at a man who’s not cleaning himself.

“Are you okay, Man?” said Berry, making himself comfortable in his opposite direction.

Never in his wilde