Gabrielle stared at the Necromoon, a scowl etched across her face. The bloody orb had replaced the stars she once cherished. Now, the perpetual twilight unsettled the tribesn's circadian rhythms. Despite their vitality, many clan mbers were worn out.
The constant battles also induced ntal fatigue, escalating the number of casualties. Gabrielle's stomach twisted at the mory of the torrents of blood she had witnessed throughout the day. Every shadow now seed to conceal a corrupted being, lurking to kill her in her sleep.
A heavy mass collapsed into the hammock next to hers, causing Gabrielle to jump in terror.
"Who's there?!"
"It's just ," groaned a weary voice.
Placing a hand over her chest, Gabrielle waited for her heartbeat to steady before responding.
"You scared half to death," she whispered, careful not to wake the sleeping children nearby. "Weren't you supposed to assist a scout today?"
"I just got back. Eleha had running for kiloters carrying Ophis's son."
"Eleha the Smiling Blades?!"
"The very sa."
"How is she?" Eleha might not be a Gaesert, but Gabrielle still admired the huntress. So whispered that she had a chance of reaching Tier 4.
"Strong, skilled, and impatient."
"That's the definition of a Tier 3. And Vyphers?" Ophis's son, the chief of the Snaherts, was known for being an insufferable fool.
"He was an insufferable fool."
"Was?"
"... He fought one of the Champions."
"Did he win?"
Broli burst into laughter.
"Quiet, you'll wake everyone," Gabrielle hushed.
"Sorry," Broli apologized, calming down. "Vyphers was on the brink of death when they found him. The Champion spared him, but took his draconic essence."
"Ophis’ gonna be furious."
"Hard to tell with that cold-hearted monster. He was mostly annoyed that Eleha left his son alone."
Elysium had never been a peaceful place, especially during the Necro event. "Why did she do that?"
Broli grimaced. "Officially, so that danger can help him grow. Unofficially, the Snahert’s young master was insufferable. I don't know if the explanation will convince Ophis, but he can't do much to her anyway."
"... Do you think he'll go after the Champion?" Gabrielle asked with a worried tone. The tales of the Champions had shaped the childhood of every tribe mber. After all, their ancestors were also Champions.
"... I don't know. Eleha said it's a complicated matter. We'll have answers soon."
"Soon?"
"The tribes break camp in three days. In a week, we'll be neighbors..."
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