Assault Game!

Trash Chpater #18

At the same moment, several others moved from other starting points. They each had a robot to accompany them these far, but they were alone after now.

From the setting, it could be discerned that the admins did not want them to see each other at the start, as they were kept far from the next Player.

Alexia had an indescribable feeling as she ran. As if she was on drugs or something. ‘This is not me!’ She told herself.

She wore a backpack too, and the uniform she got was a hiking shirt with a matching pair of trousers.

There was no time to cry, she had done that before.

This wasn't the time to seek help or give off a pitiful look. There are only lions, and eagles here. Either she was completely ignored... Or eaten!

There wasn't even a chance to plan her strategy. She could only do what they said. And run forward. To the next safe point. Or else... People would surely strike.

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Fletcher wasn't a brainless twerp like others jeered at him for. He was slow to get things, that doesn't mean he was st