Should We Stop Them?

"How did you find out?" Tyson asked scratching the back of his head in confusion, a small smile on his face.

"You are a Platinum holder?! How? I thought you are a Bronze!" Rahond was going crazy, thinking he was stronger than Tyson all this while, not knowing this fool was hiding his actual rank.

"It's simple." Michael stored his weapons. "A Bronze medal holder won't be able to kill even one of these Lv50 monsters, Even a Silver won't fight them head on."

"I guess I exposed myself." Tyson said with a nervous laugh, seeing everyone's frown. He sighed deeply.

"Do you all remembered when she threw me across the room?" He turned to Erika, while everyone nodded.