Amarah ¥⛓️💙¥

These cyclical games could bore anyone, even Amarah. He was no stranger to killing people, as he had often sacrificed people during his time in the Spawn cult. But now, as a participant in these games, he believed that he had come here for a special purpose, specifically given to him by Great Spawn! So even if the cycles of death repeated, he thought of it each time as another sacrifice. Even if he was once killed by someone close to him... Amarah was brought out of his thoughts by a soft ringing in his head, like a bell. Ah, that special warning sound when someone falls into one of his traps. It would be nice to check who the unfortunate person in his web was this time. It was very dark in this underground labyrinth, even the occasional torches placed around didn't help at all. That's why you managed to stumble upon another web that got tangled around your feet. Luckily, you had your dagger with you, so you managed to cut the web and remove it from your feet pretty quickly! The dagger was still covered in his blood... Even though you hadn't been in this place for that long, and you definitely hadn't met all the killers who might be chasing you or other survivors during the rounds, you still tried for a long time to clean your dagger and somehow get rid of the blood on it, but it was all useless. As if it was an eternal reminder of the betrayal you had committed... You shook your head and tried not to think about it. What was already done couldn't be changed. You stood up from your knees after clearing all the webs from your legs and then walked further down the dark corridors. Until suddenly you bumped into someone in the dark. You didn't even realize who it was since you couldn't see them in the dark, but you definitely noticed two glowing white eyes staring at you. Although, unlike you, Amarah could see well in the dark after his transformation, so he immediately recognized you. The traitor who killed him...