Oblivious to all of the stuff that was happening inside the arena, Drey, who was still inside the control room, was busy executing his task.
70%...
He was tapping his feet as he waited.
80%...
He would look around his surroundings every now and then to make sure that no one was watching him. He felt like one of those spies in a spy movie. He was really nervous to see all of the men inside the control room, who were completely armed with their guns. He would surely be toasted alive if he got caught. He cursed internally.
He was so close to sending out their signal. His eyes widened when he heard the conversation between Leon and his men from his Bluetooth headset. He could also see what was happening inside the tournament deck on the monitor.
It was a total chaos. Everyone was firing at each other. There was nothing he could do now but wait until the signal was sent. In the meantime, he hoped that their team would be safe.
