CHAPTER 30: ULTERIOR MOTIVES?

SERAPHINA’S POV

I don’t know how long I’ve been down here, but I can roughly guess it’s been almost thirty minutes by now.

Thirty minutes of fading in and out of consciousness while the blazing sun manages to seep into the ditch and burn my skin.

At this point, I don’t even know if the tournament is still on but right now, it’s the least of my worries. I may or may not be rescued by anyone anytime soon, meaning I have to figure this shit out.

I try again for the third time since falling in here to sit up.

My back hurts insanely but I push through it, commanding my muscles to contract and push myself up into a sitting position. I’m successful but that’s how far I can go on my own. Even now, my body still trembles due to how weak my muscles are.

I’m tempted to accept to my fate until I hear footsteps again.

Could it be the girl from earlier? Or maybe it’s another player walking by. I wonder if it’d be wise to call out for help, not knowing if I’d be helped or ignored.

And for the brief