Two Days Had Passed. I Was Weary
A mysterious girl reads minds and keeps him at a distance.
…Two Weeks Later I Was Suffering
Roman loses his head with love.
The Wounds Healed Over
Fifteen days passed.
A Month Later I Turned Into
Roman achieves everything... and nothing.
People Vanished, Shuffling and Scraping
Roman meets Anton and Vera.
The Valley Seemed to Be Used
The spectators are waiting for a show. There are incredibly many of them. Some are armed, others not.
The Crowd Kept Arriving
A voice booms from the arena: Attention! We begin!
A Tank Rolled Onto the Arena
A tank rolls onto the arena, and on its turret stands a woman in a black dress who looks like Veronika Sergeevna.
Shuffling and Jostling, We Lined Up
Thirty fighters in black chitons, armed with swords and shields, walk out onto the arena. Roman is among them.
I Struck the Bloodied Sword
Sixteen minutes to victory.
The Murk Held Me Only Briefly
Roman came to on an icy mirror under a red sky. A man in a gray suit stands before him.
I Pulled Off the Tunic, Glanced at My Stomach
Roman takes off his tunic and finds a fresh purple scar on his stomach. He is dressed in new clothes.