POLYNYA
Thick ice stops you dead. Back astern down your own channel and ram it again — before it refreezes over your convoy.
Action
00@emergame
Action
Reflexes over patience. Shooters, brawlers, dodge-everything runs.
PIPISTRELLE
The cave is pitch black and your voice is your eyes. But the moths hear you, the tiger moths lie, and the owl knows where you screamed.
Action
00@emergame