“The Feast has ended, and today is another day.”
“You make it sound so boringggg!”
“That’s because it is. How many times have we been saying this already?”
“Today’s only the fifth day, spider-friendddd! Technically fourth but yesterday’s Feast counts as a day, tooooo! So not many timessss!”
“It feels like much more than that.”
“Come on, spider-friend, sounding bored doesn’t look good for ussss! We’re the hosts of a live death game broadcasted to all of Pharloommm! Who’s going to watch if you’re being all gloomy and not exciteddddd?”
“Whatever. Let’s see what happens.”
“Uhuhuhuhu! While not many deaths have happened, interesting events still have taken place with our remaining eight tributesss! For one, more camp-raidingggg!”
“We’ve seen that happen many times. What’s more interesting is the exchange between one of the moths and the messenger of the Craws. That moth—Luna, if I recall correctly—has successfully persuaded the Craw not to kill her. But it was all a ruse, and now the messenger Maven has been slain by her claw.”
“Don’t forget the sponsorships toooooo! The Judge has received an explosive, ooooohhhh! If they decide to use it, they can certainly remove quite a bit of competition, uhuhuhuhu!”
“And we have our third Plasmium recipient. Let’s hope he gets to use it to save his life before it’s too late.”
“Now, the death countttttt!”
“This leaves us with seven bugs left to compete for victory.”
“We’re going to know our victor soon…I can almost smell ittttt! Who do you think is going to win, spider-frienddddd?”
“No clue. The odds are equal, honestly. Anything can happen. I think I’ll start rooting for someone when it’s down to the last three or four.”
“I’ll do the same, toooo! Narrows down the optionssss!”
“Surprisingly, it’s all calm now that it’s nightttt! Not much to say, but it looks like a temporary truce has been made and Luna has gotten an explosive toooooo!
“Hm…this makes me uneasy. What’s that saying—the calm before the storm sets in? I have a feeling something major might happen tomorrow.”
“Or it’ll be the same as it always has beennnnn! Anything can happen; who knowssss! Though preferably something major would be greatttt…”
