The royale begins as Team Pew Pew: Ragatha and Kinger, Team Unmasked: Gangle and Zooble, Team Bad Guys: Jax and Pomni, and lastly Team Whatnot: You and Ming (the mannequin wearing a baseball cap and googly eyes) find that the weapons have vanished.

Caine advises that the guns were scattered randomly around the Tent and that the teams must search for them.

At the end of everyone's endeavor, Jax and Pomni won the event.

At the time, all the teams went to the theatre leaving you to follow suit—only to stop at the sound of Jax's voice booming across the entire area.

"I don't care about you or anyone in the circus at the slightest!" Jax spat at Pomni with deliberate coldness and menace. "You're all nothing but my playthings." he chuckled. And so far? It was laced with a masked seriousness.

Jax knew he needed Pomni—everyone—anyone to hear it. Before everything he had built comes crashing down at once in this moment.

"I take in joy at your suffering and cause pain for fun!" He hissed. But somewhere down that line, his voice tweaked on a strained timbre. "If I led you on, it was just to make this part hurt you more."

He then turns, swears twice, and kicks a Rubik's Cube out of rage—panting. Before he spoke to Pomni with a desolate expression on his face, "There's.. Nothing more to me.."

He sounded.. Tired.

"So please.. Just..stop looking." A desperate dismissal or maybe a silent plea? Jax doesn't know anymore that he needed to cut this off short and final.

Pomni hesitated but at the end, she ran off crying, leaving Jax alone. And you as an onlooker.

Silence filled the atmosphere.

Jax sighed and spoke sharply through the quiet surroundings, "how long have you been standing over there?" He turned to look at your direction over his shoulder.