Zone C -- Megacity One

[Gildarts]

Gildarts and Illidan were walking along the path less traveled in the woods. Gildarts gave himself the task of scavenging for berries that looked somewhat edible but most of the plants were overwatered. They were more likely to find coconuts in oak trees. Still, he was trying to distract himself from her voice when Karl’s beeped from the map app.
 
“Come on down to C6! Those who still haven’t gotten an item might still have a chance!” He ended the transmission in a mocking laugh. Gil’s eye twitched. That was two voices he could stand not hearing taunt him so profusely. The island was wearing on him and fatigue was settling into the middle-age mage’s bones.
 
“We’re in Zone B. It can’t be that far away,” Illidan said, getting wiser to the idea that the glowing map was more useful, despite it not originating from an ancient elven relic. “Let’s go.”
 
They were already headed in the right direction, Gildarts confirmed as the chittering device buzzed in his hand. He was fumbling a little, holding onto his handy chainsaw and the tablet at the same time, while his silver arm continued to jerk around every once and awhile. The little blinking blue dot continued to ping as it traversed the map, much like a radar. It would be useful if they could’ve seen the other participants pings, so that they could weave a formidable stratagem. But sometimes going in blind is spontaneous and magic users like Illidan and Gildarts are sharpened like the edges of a fine blade by improvising.
 
Gildarts had also checked his Omnitwitter and his fans had told him about the nefarious things his competition had been doing in order to win. This really pissed the man off, he was a team player, prided himself in the noble, and to hear what just a fraction of the people tweeting him were saying blew his oblivious mind.
 
Well what did you expect? Courtesy in this competition? Don’t you remember what happened last time? Hell, even I was there. YOU DIED. Not to mention there were a lot of other aspects I don’t think your fragile morality could handle. But yeah, keep all that raw strength and power locked away in your rage box while I tirelessly continue to search for the key.
 
Well, it does get me angry. Gildarts admitted, I can’t control the others though, I can only face those who I go toe-to-toe with.
 
Ugh you’re such a pussy! Kick some ass, use all your power and hold nothing back. Illidan over there has been craving for you to do it since he saw you in the Pre-Show. Believe me. He craves bloodshed just as much as you claim not to.
 
Gildarts rolled his eyes and blinked, he still couldn’t find any berries.
 

Gillidan B15 to C6. Waiting for Item drop and searching around for it. Not really looking for a fight, but that doesn't mean I won't bring my A-game.