Music: “REVENGE” - by MS (© GnomeTone Records)
It was time to make the pilots pay.
The arena had been rebuilt and rearranged for tier two. Instead of a completely open floor, the Trench now looked like an obstacle course.
Cement blocks and pillars lay on the ground or leaned against each other without rhyme or reason. Obstacles varied from five to ten feet in height…which made some big enough to throw, while others were large enough to hide behind. To make it more interesting, the center of the arena was a platform…rising into the air, four steps high, with a small fortress on top. Where a pergola once stood, a cement building with raised walls and a solid roof looked down over the arena.
A perfect place for a sniper to perch and wait it out while knocking off the competition.
His head felt fuzzy. Heavy, both from drink and too much thinking. Dax knew I was all alone, and he'd promised that would never happen again.
“I’ve let him down again because I was playing this stupid game!”
The anger fueled his muscles and kept him focused. Well, focused enough to cause problems for the other pilots, anyway. He sneered as his bloodshot eyes stared at the screen. He had two targets…and both of them were going down: Betty 4.0 and Hook.
A.K.A. Dead meat and…deader meat.
Yeah, he liked that.
Bringing his knees up, Dax bent forward, causing Turnpike to crouch low as it scrambled between the blocks and pillars. The smoke from Betty’s rockets created a haze in the area, so Dax kept to the thicker streams of smoke to mask some of his movements.
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