Behind him, Sova screamed in frustration, then laughed. “Clever! I’ll find you before the Gate, Voss. Your name is now on my list!”
Kaelen’s boots, crusted with dried salt from the Dead Flats, pounded against a broken causeway. Behind him, the Tar-Shambler oozed forward, slow but inexorable. He knew he couldn’t outrun it forever. He had to use the environment. tournike ep 1
Kaelen wiped sweat and tar from his brow. The first leg of the Tournike was over. But the real race had just begun. Behind him, Sova screamed in frustration, then laughed
Her crossbow twitched. “Slowly.”
The first rule of the Tournike was simple: The race is a lie. The survival is real. Your name is now on my list
“I don’t want to fight,” Kaelen said, raising his empty hands. His only weapon was a hooked knife, more useful for climbing than combat.