At the well known hunting grounds, the current scene was one that it had never been before. It looked like a tornado had come through and destroyed everything, including the demons that were on the inside. The energy that had been swirling around in the distance as well as just the general word of mouth had gotten the attention of the Skullys.
The ones that thought that they were fated for death, that had already lost everything, were now witnessing the dreaded camp.
All of them, before the hunting games had started, had been dragged to the camp, having to go past the Skullys that had been killed. Then they would be let into the large forest one at a time, with five minutes to run, hide, or come up with some sort of survival plan.
Yet they all knew that it was useless. Now though, this single person had changed everything. Getting rid of the dreaded demons with their great power. However, their past had taught them not to trust one from the get go.
