We slept late after that. We then took a few trips through the trees, looking at the students remaining on the wristband. I frowned at what I saw.
Wow! Merely three hundred and forty remained!
There seemed to have been a massacre, or the cold had killed them.
"Have you seen the amount remaining?"
"Yes."
I eyed Cehn, who stood close by. Did he have to take my words to heart?
I released a somewhat frustrated sigh.
This boy is beginning to act more and more like a mute. I mean it's all fine and all he's no longer a water mouth but come on! He's getting on as though he had his full personality taken over, right?! In my mind I continued to rant, truly annoyed at this change. Just a little less talkative – an itty bitty bit less – was all I had asked, but ah! He fully changed. How boring!
"The freeze is at its coldest now, I am sure that they have died from the cold. Many of the competitors have had their suits and helmets stolen."
