Ty leaned his head back against the wall, his thoughts drifting. The arena gave them no promise of another sunrise, another round, or another clean escape. But for now, they had survived.
For now, they had a moment of quiet.
But even in the quiet, the creature stirred.
The sky outside was darkening, the last remnants of daylight fading into the horizon. Ty's eyes fluttered open as he heard the soft hum of a drone outside.
It was barely audible, but he could sense it--a reminder that they were still being watched, still part of the spectacle.
Then there was a faint beep, and one of the drones hovered just outside the window, its red eye glowing as it relayed a message.
"Attention. Funds have been transferred to the sponsors of Squad 2: Assassination Squad. Current balance: 127,000 credits."
