Paintball Apr 2026

When he reached the end of the trench, he was ten feet behind Jax. Jax was still focused on the oak tree, waiting for Leo to peek.

They walked off the field together, two paint-splattered warriors ready for a burger and a very long shower. PAINTBALL

"Victory is messy," Leo grinned, wiping a streak of mud from his mask. When he reached the end of the trench,