POV BoobaFet:
Waves of heat were swooping through the courtyard, one figure after another flaring up in flames like human torches.
The long line of black-robed players was quickly getting shorter and shorter as they, one by one, drank the glowing red blood from the chalice.
"Here is your medal of honour for serving his Majesty." The kobold guarding the chalice was shouting as he gave another metallic badge.
In the meantime, in a separate courtyard, a smaller group of players stood, facing the tall knight in black with massive draconic wings on his back that were burning in bright neon-red fires, emitting a vile aura of curses and despair.
Booba stood between them, together with his two friends, the guy with the bow, the siblings from the guild, the pyromaniac and a few more players that he knew only from the sighting.
The waves of magic and the shouts from the neighbouring reached all the way to him.
