Zwïsha tilts her head with annoyance not conveying her sarcasm "How humble of you to say such a statement!".
"It was not me who said that Choco Cheeks, but the Doctors attending me and the nurses who helped me"; Dackör comments, making a vulgar gesture imitating a handjob "If you know what I mean".
"I am aware!"; Retorts Zwïsha "but it is still disgustingly gross".
"Haha, So you have done it before?, Tell me, How was it?"; Teases the short young man, angering Zwïsha, who launches a rect punch straight to Dackör's face.
He dodges by with a swift movement to his left, laughing and challenging Zwïsha "You need to be way faster than that Choco Cheeks, or you would never catch me".
"I don't need to do that, you would come to me eventually"; Says Zwïsha, very sure of herself after the clear insinuations that the short young man has made to her.
"True"; Admits Dackör with a playful grin, an expression that is vanished as he sees a new wave of rabid Jackrabbits approaching at their maximum speed, about 80 miles per hour.
"We have company"; Dackör warns his two companions, changing his attitude to one more in line with the incoming threat.
Withdrawing the Pistol from the pocket of his backpack, the short young man aims his weapon, corroborating the battery is fully charged before starting his offensive.
{480 bullets, this is going to be so easy}
Zwïsha and Dulladnne are surprised by Dackör's weapon, yet, they focus on emanate Nuvlierz Energy to eliminate the dangerous animals.
Of the three, only Dackör opens fire, as the range from attacks produced by someone's body, is inferior to the reach of a Pistol, and differently to a normal Gun of physical projectiles, the effectiveness is not limited between the 45 to 75 meters of distance.
The short young man is shooting with pinpoint accuracy, eliminating two or three Jackrabbits with each shot.
The sprouted blood of the dead or wounded animals, nurtures exponentially the neon grass, making it grow with fast pace.
This traps several rodents more, extracting large amounts of the hideous yellow blood to keep repeating the process.
Unfortunately for the short young man, after the fifth shot, the gun stops working.
Confused, Dackör see he has a quarter of the battery, pulling the trigger, and firing just one more time.
{What is going on here?!, I am sure the battery was full, then left with a quarter!}
In the next second, one of the four battery gauges fills up, which makes no sense to Dackör, but four seconds later, another spot fills up, making the short young man, understand his predicament.
{In this place I need a complete Cell to shoot one time, so I can only store four bullets in the battery; At least the production of Mitochondria is every second and not every hour}
Unbeknownst to Dackör, this has always been the case, the difference is that the Government of his country, deliberately tampered with the measuring instruments to avoid having to pay the real amount of Karms that the Nuvlierz Energy Cells are truly worth.
Being aware of his limitation, Dackör begins to shoot more sparingly, alternating his offensive between shots fired by his body or by the Pistol.
Of course, the short young man prioritizes the zones with large neon grass, as they are basically fuel tanks that can take out several Jackrabbits with a single blast.
Dulladnne joins the fight, and a few seconds later, Zwïsha does the same; Retreating slowly to not deal with the neon grass that is growing closer to the three.
In 40 minutes or so, the stamped of rabid Jackrabbits is neutralized by the cooperation of all the people in the site.
Although this also provokes some casualties, as it is impossible to deal with all the rodents once they are close enough.
This is because hitting the short neon grass with a Nuvlierz Energy, results in an explosion, even if it is less powerful than the neon grass that has already feasted on the corpse's and victim's blood.
Yet, a new horde of Jackrabbits comes by, appalling the people in the area; But ultimately, everyone harness their resolution, fighting back the Fur Balls with all their might.
Nevertheless, a new wave is incoming; The excessive amount of animals demand fast countermeasures; Which come in the form of a new tactic.
Allowing the neon grass to grow and serve as a natural barricade, isolating a zone "Π" while leaving an exposed area, forcing Jackrabbits to come from one direction.
This proves to be effective, even when a fifth and even a sixth horde come to attack the Inhabitants of Karmdaris; Holding their ground until the Jackrabbit foes have been exterminated.
Challenge Ends In → 00:00:04:38
Seeing the clock in the sky almost is down to zeros; The remaining Participants start taking distance from the enclosed zone, blasting the tall neon grass, ensuring they can be safe from the bloodsucking leaves.
"I can't believe we did it!"; Scream a robust young man with joy, somehow managing to surpass his tiredness with the happy jump of victory as he launches his right fist towards the silver sky.
"Shut up!, You are going to jinx it"; Retorts a slim young lady who has long lilac hair and eyes, admonishing with exasperation.
A comprehensible reaction from her part, after all, everyone has being thrown into a strange location with a bunch of strangers, forced to fight for their lives against animals that are capable of actions they shouldn't perform.
Still, the robust young man was correct, as minutes later the countdown reaches zero, altering the silver sky and reverting it to have the deep indigo like ink apparence.
Challenge = Type Of Will
• 505 Participants
Earl's Will = 505 / 500
Count's Will = 505 / 250
Baron's Will = 505 / 125
• Survive For Five Hours
• Xenz = Time Per Coefficient Flow
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— CALCULATING —
•
The ground shakes violently, and a gummy substance ooze out from the dirt, covering the neon grass and corpses of Jackrabbits and deceased inhabitants of Karmdaris alike.
Strangely, this mixture is not affecting anyone alive, pushing them upwards as if they were stepping over an inflatable structure.
Every Participant is in a high ground, approximately four and a half meters taller than earlier, and when the situation reverse, the neon grass is evenly short across the meadow, without any speck of the corpses.
— EARL REWARD —
• Equal To Three Tiles
1 - Dackör Kruelckdom 3 Tiles
2 - Zedyar Gadryon 3 Tiles
3 - Guillderon Rujeithdgge 3 Tiles
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— COUNT REWARD —
• Equal To Two Tiles
4 - Dulladnne Jenleosver 2 Tiles
5 - Durzay Barrington 2 Tiles
6 - Zwïsha Lobdyient 2 Tiles
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— BARON REWARD —
• Equal To One Tile
7 - Morgan Lidbar 1 Tile
8 - Zyrellia Camignia 1 Tile
9 - Zurdey Barrington 1 Tile
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— Congratulations Sector 77-69-22
— You Are In Position Number 9,875
— Karmdaris Is Pleased With The
— Performance You Have Shown
— Do Not Slack Off Or There Will Be
— No Planet For You To Go Back
— And Remember To Be Above Of
— Position Number 10,000 Or It Will
— Be Consequences For You
•
A toned young man with white hair and pink skin with eyes of similar shade is murmuring near Dackör's group "Nine, Six and Three for a total of Eighteen, weare short by Three to stablish a Small Settlement, *Sigh*, we are going to face a new Round".
{What is he blabbering about?}
At that moment, the silver letters in the deep indigo sky are replaced by a golden hue, displaying a new message…