Survival Exercise 10.

"I guess it's time I meet up with the others" Damon muttered as he pulled out his two short swords from the body of the beast. His eyes narrowed as he looked towards the general direction where his team should be camping.

His team had offered him the position of team leader, but he rejected it without a thought. Just like Blake, he was a solo player that felt the more people he moved with the more burden placed on his shoulders. But unlike Blake who 'cared' a bit for his team, Damon didn't give a shit about them.

From the first day, he had split up from the team and began hunting beasts, only returning at the end of the day to check if they had been wiped out. For the past five days, this had been his daily routine and till the last day of the exercise, nothing was changing.