This time the fight was lethal. Very lethal. Both Karyete and l.m knew the value of a simple lighter... but in this case, a simple lighter was only the tip of the iceberg. The lighter was visible, on top of a small cache of weapons. Pocket knives, slingshots, and a sword. Then there was nourishment.
Cheese, apples, grapes, and longer-lasting food like jerky... All in a transparent waterproof bag... Sure, the transparency was a downside, but that didn't matter, at least not to Karyete and l.m. They both grabbed onto it, not seeing each other until they realized the bag they grabbed was moving in the opposite direction they intended. l.m threw a punch in Karyete's face, but Karyete countered by kicking him in the groin. l.m fell over, holding his nuts in pain.
He moved towards Karyete, but he was too slow. Karyete had already taken a knife from the bag and wielded it. He combined punches with periodic stabs on l.m's vital organs... l.m fell over to the ground in pain, and Karyete did him a favor by ending his life quickly by cutting off his head... "Noone deserves suffering." he thought.
Looking around, he realized the careers were taking over. Some of them were taunting him, scaring him off. He wondered why they weren't attacking him,
but he knew now was not the time to question unlikely mercy. He dropped the bloody knife in the bag, grabbed it, sealed it shut, and ran off, leaving the carcass of his victim behind on the ground.