433 Last Night

Jake's first instinct was to pick up the severed arm to absorb the liquid alloy.

"Tsk, wrong arm. "Jake tutted in a grumpy mood.

[You just can't get lucky every time.] Xi stated the obvious without the slightest hint of sympathy for his setback.

Luc Wam was apparently right-handed and it was regrettably his left arm in his hands. He then proceeded to check the blunderbuss from all angles, but found that the weapon was nothing special. Compared to his own assault rifle, it was a primitive shotgun.

"They were good..." Jake declared as he looked down the path they had escaped to.

Whether it was Luc, Avros or Hephais, they were top tier players. Their agility, coordination, reflexes, strength, and accuracy were excellent compared to the majority of contestants, while their mental state left nothing to be desired either. If it had been a different person than him, like Sarah or Kyle, they would have died without a doubt.