It’s Just a Game

Lima School

Inside one of the rooms, the people gathered once more. Ayres was holding onto his wounded arm, which had stopped bleeding. However, the sight of him without a hand caused the atmosphere of the room to turn even worse. The others were not any better. Many of them were wounded, which hadn't healed even after several days of recovery.

"The atmosphere is very suffocating," Jeff commented leisurely. Contrary to the others' tensed expression, he appeared unconcerned with the matter. It was as if he didn't do anything wrong.

"Jeff, read the situation better," Ayres warned. His expression was terrible. The loss of an arm caused him to feel rather annoyed because his strength lay in his physical strength. Without an arm, he wouldn't be able to fight to his fullest anymore.

Jeff shrugged. "Lamenting on the past is not going to make things any better."

"Jeff!" James Wells called, his tone was sharp.