Bounty

POV The dump player IHateToilets:

The desert air grew thick with the scent of blood as cries of anguish multiplied. One player after another collapsed to their knees, their screams piercing the sky. From his vantage point, IHateToilets's heart pounded with a surge of hope.

'This is our chance to regain our freedom.'

However, a rageful shout broke him out of his daydream: "You are traitors! You have betrayed us!"

'This is our chance to regain our freedom.'

But his optimism shattered at a furious accusation: "You are traitors! You have betrayed us!"

"Such words are heretical."

"You ungrateful wretches. His Majesty bestowed upon you eternal youth, and you dare scorn it, labeling it a curse?"

One by one, players clad in imposing black armor and capes brandished their weapons, anger glinting in their eyes beneath silver-gilded, horned helmets.