"How are we going to survive this?" Riley asked as they all gathered in a circle, seated on the ground and backs perched on the trunks of the trees.
It was already morning. They still had no sleep and were still in level ninety-two because again, it was the safest place away from the huntsmen who would bombard and ganged up on them once they were out. Perhaps, they were even outside the level because they knew they were there, but that would be too obvious and too cruel to start with. Perhaps there was just a lot lurking in level ninety-two and ninety-three since they were the targets and their level was posted on the screen at the top.
They had just woken up, had eaten their breakfast already, and had fully gathered back their energy. What they were doing now was the planning of how the
