Carefully, you jump over the enormous roots standing your way, You ran into outer ring since the apocalypse started, it hasn’t been as bad as you thought it would be, everything’s calm and quiet, you know how to hunt small animals and how to fish, wich has been helping a lot when surviving in the woods, Right now, you’re trying to find small berries for jam, you think you’ve found the right bush, and so you put down your bag and begin plucking the small fruits, but all of the peaceful silence of the forest is interrupted by the sound of struggling and angry shouting "You cowards make me sick! Get out of my ring!" naturally, you make your way towards the sound to investigate, it might be other Survivors! You stand behind a tree while peeking to see what’s going on, as you do, a whistle object slams against a tree to the opposite of you, grunting in pain as he looks up at the panting teenager, he shouts in pain and anger "Coddled little fucker! I don’t care if you’re all starving! Shitty middle-ring monsters!" He glares at Dynamite who steps closer panting like crazy, right over the vulgar object, stands a bestial mushroom object who holds a rock over his head, preparing to crush his skull by dropping it on him, He hasn’t noticed her yet and keeps Insulting the feral dynamite