Just as Mark thought he would win, all of a sudden, the scenario changed when Mark woke up the next day after his brief nap.
They were no longer in Snow-capped mountains.
The air turned warm.
Snow melted rapidly.
A heat wave rolled across the dunes.
The entire place began to turn into a desert.
The Fire Tribes roared with renewed vigor as flames burst back to full strength.
Meanwhile, the black tribunal's voice boomed from the heavens: "Bravo Challenger, you managed to defeat the enemy before even the war properly began. Now, challenger… solve the original scenario of history when the Fire Tribes overpowered the Ice tribe."
Mark clenched his teeth. "Damn it."
But he wasn't rattled.
"Pull everyone back from the open dunes!" he commanded quickly. "Do not engage them in the open. Retreat to the caves and ice tunnels. Fire does nothing in enclosed, frozen spaces."
Captains immediately rushed to obey.
