Zone E -- Highlands

[Dawnika Snow]

"Tch." The blonde sneered hatefully but with a sardonic grin. She watched the rocks falling around her; the cave was still stable, but one more good explosion and rocks would bury the competitors. Erika had better plans than dying in a cave on some random ass island. She exploded into laughter and looked up to watch the god's golden ball consume power from thin air.

"You!" Erika laughed so hard could hardly speak. "You think I'm scared?! You think this frightens me?! I've fought demons! I've conquered arachnid gods, fought on par with dragons and survived fire more times than I can count on every index on my entire body!" Her voice boomed so loudly Dust could hear it as he ran through the halls of the cave in his escape. "And you think a golden ball and a falling ceiling scares me?! Listen and remember my name, you who claims to be a god. I am Erika Lye, Assassin Prime, Dealer of Death and Master in the Art of Killing! Shake in fear every time you hear my name called and tremble as I approach. When we meet again, you had best entertain me better than your pitiful display on this island."

She had taken her time speaking, letting the Saru charge his attack as he intended. The golwing orb of power had charged almost twenty seconds. The assassin reached down to her belt, hidden by the cloak she wore around her shoulders, revealing the concealed grenades. She pulled two off the belt and bit the pins free with her teeth spitting them free.

CLICK...

"Now you die!" She said putting both of her fragmentations in one hand, chucking the pair of explosives at the god who was about to let off his own. As soon as the explosives let her hand, she bolted for the exit where she had entered before, bursting forward as much as possible. Her hard foot falls were the only sound in the cave, for about three seconds.

BOOM!!!

The combination of explosions blasted behind her, blowing her body forward and hitting the hard rock floor. No time to rest though; she quickly got to her feet again as the rocks began to collapse around her. Dejavu.

"Agh! Goddammit why can't my wings work?! I'm so much faster in mid air! Fuck fuckfuckfuck-" She chanted bursting down the corridor of rock as quickly as possible. She was becoming so tired she was getting sick, but her adrenaline was pumping so hard, she didn't even notice. A bright light appeared showing the exit, and Dust, who was waiting for her.

"Hurry!" He called out, "You can make it!"

"Argh! I'm trying to focus here!" She screamed back weaving through falling rocks, which was getting worse. A large group of rocks piled down between her and the exit: Fuck no. As she approached, she rose her fist one last time. "Stone breaks to my will. GET OUT OF MY WAY!"

With one last burst, her fist collided with the rocks. Dust had just time to side step the explosion of granite that could have taken his head off. The assassin came flying through the rubbled skidding across the ground. When she finally stopped, she tried to stand and ended up puking instead. She crawled a few feet before passing out in the dirt next to her own vomit. It was likely she wouldn't be throwing another punch until she slept for some time.

603/800 Words
I assume that is the death of Chakravartin.
Erika has passed out completely, she is also going to be sore for some time after smasshing through the rubble fist first and using too many burst movements.
Dust made it out safely.