Night Vision.
Ten hours after Legacy Tournament began.
The sky was becoming darker, and the temperature decreased till it was no longer safe to stay outside.
More Players died every hour, either from cold or because of starvation.
None of the Players could ever imagine that the game, which they thought was innocent at first, was actually very ruthless in some aspects.
The snow forest that was loud the entire day became silent.
No signs of firing or dying were heard.
Inside a certain cave.
A white-haired young man was sitting next to a campfire, with food cooking right in front of him.
He was Isaac, and he had one of the most nerve-wracking hours of his life.
He knew that the Player, who knows he was there, was outside, somewhere, waiting to make a move.
Not even for a moment, he lowered his guard. Instead, it increased after the sky became dark, and the light that was coming from the campfire made the cave even brighter.