Closing the map, Sophie looked to the horizon. The sun had nearly vanished now, the last streaks of crimson slowly fading into violet dusk. The trial wasn't just about combat; it tested survival, endurance, and adaptability.
So for this first night of the trial, the recruits had to fend for themselves.
They had to find a safe spot to rest, shielded from mutant attacks, from the cold, and from the dangers of the Outlands. Those who adapted creatively, building shelters, crafting makeshift defenses, using the terrain to their advantage, could even earn extra points.
Sophie, however, already had her plan.
She remembered spotting a cave earlier, hidden near a rocky ridge that overlooked the plains. Isolated, naturally reinforced, and far from mutant tracks, it was perfect.
Her crimson eyes softened as she gazed in that direction. "That'll do for the night," she said quietly.
