Chapter 161

I turn around and I take in his current position. I am relieved to find out that the staring he's staring is not out of shock as much ask it was out of anger, out of an unparalleled anger that he's staring.

I let that go and move on to check if pale guy is the one who has gotten himself embedded on an Arrow.

as much as I do not know these people it also hurts me to see people randomly dying like this, it hurts me to see people randomly dying but yet no one is doing anything about it.

They are dying because they are playing some game, they're participating in some stupid game which I do not see the essence of, I mean why should you pit people against each other only for you to be able to bet and make some profit out of it. That is not fair don't you think?.

That is not fair and the worst thing is that those who are actually participating, they do not get anything out of it. I doubt these mercenaries will be paid enough for them to risk their lives. Will they do not be paid sufficiently enough for them to come out here and risk their lives for someone else but yet they are doing it.

They are doing it with fear and determination in their eyes, a determination to survive. I am looking for this arrow until I see exactly where it is. I see where it is and my mouth falls wide open in shock.

Someone is holding it in the air, someone is holding the arrow in his hand almost like he caught it while it was in motion and I raise my eyes up to see a ghastly white face.

A face a ghastly pale white colour, one which is staring in my direction, surprise written on his face.

Okay this guy has some looks, he has enough looks to make me stunned at the sudden stare that he has directed my way but that is not enough to make me forget the anger that is rippling out of Adrian in waves.

Even Alice is looking at me unsure, she's looking at me wide eyed like she cannot just believe that I am still alive.

Everyone is frozen, everyone is frozen like this, everyone is frozen like this for a moment until the next round of activity bursts out again.

I do not know why I move, I do not know why I move away from where I was standing before, it is almost like my legs will not follow any commands from me, they simply move on their own to ensure my safety. I move and an arrow goes flying past me.

This time it isn't from the guy from the first time, pale guy practically threw the arrow back at him, and with the speed and the force, and the straight line in which it traveled, I know that it is going to hit it's mark.

It is going to hit it's expected mark and that isn't what surprises me.

What surprises me is why I am still moving??.