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"-I just feel like everything I love in these games seems to die and-" Pyx couldn't even finish her thought before she heard the sickening crunch of bones echo across the igloos. She was slouched down in Katherine's igloo, talking to her adopted child's grave.
Her world felt like it had been shattered earlier when she saw Katherine, mid-jump, start to bleed from a cut on their head. Now it felt like the shattered pieces of the world were slicing her to bits, knowing before she even saw what had occurred. The only people who had pillared up were Everest and Generic. If Everest had just been the one to fall she wouldn't be alive which meant-
Sitting in a sluggishly growing pool of crimson was Generic's body, shattered and broken, at the bottom of the three pillars on the amphitheater's stage. Pyx could hardly process what had happened, thoughts racing back to every other igloo person who died, remembering all of their corpses with startling clarity. It took Everest coming down from the pillar and saying something to snap Pyx out of her daze.
She wasted no time on dragging Generic's corpse into their igloo. Pyx could see Milo's corpse too, despite the raccoon being in a deep sleep for the past week the death still transferred. Prying up the floorboards of the igloo and digging down enough to fit the corpses, Pyx put both of her fellow igloo people into their grave before layering soul sand atop it to cover them. She watched Everest put down a white tulip on the grave when the realization fully hit her.
She and Everest were the last igloo people left.
That is not how this was meant to go, Pyx was planning on sacrificing herself for Katherine and when that opportunity was taken she resigned herself to make sure Generic could win. Now it was just her and Everest, alone in a frigid environment, but this was the first time Pyx actually noticed how cold it really was.
She had to win this now, even if she hadn't wanted to originally, even if she was originally just planning on trying to ignore the lingering memories of a past world where she couldn't trust the person who was now her closest ally, she had to win. At the very least she would kill Robin, having convinced herself it would be a mercy to take out the last surviving part of the polycule. She didn't know if she had the guts to kill Kier, not again, not after how much help they had been recently. Scott on the other hand, well, she was done hiding from them. Conscious or not, Pyx was part of Scott and vice versa in some way, even if she couldn't tell what, or why she was stuck in their head last time. She was done though, maybe, if she did manage to kill Scott, she could finally feel like she was in control of her own life again, like she was being heard .