The moment the countdown started, Zack bolted. His heart pounded in his chest, adrenaline surging through his veins as he scanned the area for a place to hide.
Tall, crumbling columns, broken walls, and overturned debris littered the arena, offering limited cover. There was no time to think about anyone else.
Right now, every survivor was on their own.
Panic swept through the arena as the others scattered, each of them sprinting in different directions in search of shelter. No one knew what — or who — the seeker was, but the ominous weight of the trial loomed over them like a death sentence.
A metallic whir echoed through the space, followed by the heavy thud of mechanical footsteps. Then, it stepped into view.
The timer started to beep in red [10…9…8…]
A towering robotic figure appeared, walking from the entrance of the arena.
Its gleaming metal body reflecting the light of the arena. Its crimson eyes flickered menacingly as its mounted machine gun shifted, scanning the area.
