Crazy Odds

Our high-octane tank was raging and roaring. Didn't this guy know that this move would anger most of them when the crowd was calmed?

"What do you say, old man?"

"Let your ears hear what comes out of your mouth!"

The crackling voices were starting to get louder, and now that I knew it was time to flee, I stepped out of the shield with Rimel in front of us, my strike team on either side.

Fortunately, while the party fighters were dealing with the people, I kept in mind the route we could quickly move towards; thanks to Sukrucuk, the group leader, it wouldn't take long to reach the vacant space wanted.

Many people behind us entered the Social Media Zone and took action to kill us. This horde, which was not few, was five feet away, facing each other when there were ten of us after our agile maneuvers and deception tactics.

"Here you go, guys. Did you have a problem?"