A Test and Familiar Presence
Blood drew from the palm of my hand as I squeezed my fist shut.
All of us were soon funneled into a dimly lit stone room with smooth walls perfect for preventing anybody who attempted to climb away and a spiky ceiling that would impale anybody who was shot upwards.
It was obvious what was about to happen, so I took my spot around the edge of the group and backed very far away before the voice of a skeleton came echoing through the room.
"Kill each other. The last five will be the winners, and we shall grant you the next part of your freedom,"
Its voice was cold yet filled with so much bloodlust that it sent shivers down my spine, but that wasn't going to be my problem as I now had to focus on the bloodbath slowly brewing.
As soon as the door to the entrance was shut tight, everything went dark, but my amazing senses allowed me to make out pretty much everything around me.
Nobody could escape these eyes of mine.