Day Six - Desert Storm

The night is unusually still, cold and dry. With the sunrise comes the storm, an approaching wall of sand, driven in from the edges of the area. It swoops in, dismantling all in its path. The northwest corner of the arena is obliterated by the howling winds, the searing dust. Only the River bed, Canyon, Ghost Town and Silver Mine survive this birth by sand. Any tributes traveling to the Northwest corner will be redistributed to these areas.