Day Three

[Jak Mar]

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If there was a will, there was a freaking way. The stinging burns on Jak's body was hurting and he had killed yet another man in his wake. He stared down at where the wrestler's body was and shook his head, trying to force focus back into his eyes. Whoever that guy was with the white hair survived after everything..

He mentally cursed a string of words and hoped the Precursors were seeing him through the contest... "Delsin... Aero... Doc.. thanks...for everything.."

He swore he almost started to see things.

"You failed..Mar.."

Jak blinked "I don't fail..."

The blondish green man decided to fight on, as he held his head while trying to calm down his burns. He had to get out now....

He took the reddish-white device and hoped for the best... Delsin and Mcninja were probably watching somewhere... right?

This game was cruel... and got even crueler... Jak had started to become a stone-hard killer. His warm heart had started to harden and his willpower was stronger than ever. But would whatever willpower keep him moving?

Each death, meant more blood and Jak pounded the ground and gritted his teeth.

"KARL!"

Jak kept going and managed to make it to a different place... He needed to get away from the crowd and fast... that boom had attracted unwanted attention and that was the last thing he had wanted.