Meeting an Old Friend

My heels had bruised my butt from hitting my ass, but I had no intention of stopping. I remember the last digit I saw on the HP bar was 5.

"Max, throw the Rimel forward!"

It was only our friends who hurt us from the very beginning. It was fine for us the moment we left them. Honestly, I didn't even think about doing this for a second, but when I heard Sukrucuk's roar in my ear, I involuntarily grabbed the young girl by the collar and threw it forward like a suitcase.

Since the damage we took was over, our health would be fixed at 5 points. Together with Sukrucuk, we were watching our two friends with anxious eyes. By the way, how do we speed up now? We were almost at the end of the street, surrounded by shops on both sides.

Time did not pass; the young man and the Rimel were flying side by side. There were now two options; they would fall out before their hp ran out, or they would be the first people in our party to experience torture.