Page 82 of The Death Games


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Krexar might have had strength, cunning, and ruthlessness, but we had something even more formidable: an unwavering commitment to each other.

“We’re going to win this,” I whispered, more to myself than to Talan. The reality of our proximity to victory sent a rush of adrenaline through my veins.

I felt more alive, more determined than ever.

Talan nodded, a slow smile spreading across his face.

The moment of unity was suddenly shattered by the familiar whir of the pod preparing for launch.

The internal mechanisms groaned and whizzed, signaling that the next round of the game was about to begin.

As the countdown continued, our gazes remained locked on Krexar.

No words were spoken, but the tension in the air was palpable.

This was our defining moment, the climax of our shared journey.

I leaned forward and, keeping my eyes on our adversary, I kissed Talan.

It was an open challenge.

And then, with a sudden lurch, our pod launched.

The vast expanse of the Game’s platform awaited us, along with the final showdown with Krexar.

But the challenges ahead did not deter us.

We were united in our purpose, ready to face whatever the game had in store.

For the future awaited us, just beyond the horizon. And nothing, not even Krexar’s fury, could stand in our way.

At least, that was what we thought…

Talan

The pod’s descent was a blur of dizzying speed and disorienting whirls through space.

The sensation was akin to freefalling through a vortex of stars and nebulas, where every celestial body was a twinkling blur.

My mind struggled to make sense of the velocity, but my heart had a singular focus:

Riley.

She was the anchor amidst the chaos.

Her soft hands held mine, grounding me, pulling me back whenever the disorienting momentum threatened to overwhelm my senses.

The universe around us may have been in flux, but our bond was the unwavering constant.

As the pod shot closer to the platform’s airspace, a shared realization bubbled between us — this was our final descent.

A significant step towards our freedom, towards ending the relentless cycle of the Mating Games.

The gravity of that moment weighed on our hearts, and there was only one way to commemorate it.

Pulling her close, our lips met in a deep, impassioned kiss.

The confines of the pod seemed to fade away as we got lost in the moment, our emotions raw and unfiltered.

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