Crack!
The clay pot cracked, and the numbers flew out of it and floated above people's heads.
It took a second, before the number floated up and, of course, the number is one. If the big fucking target on my back wasn't big enough.
This had made it even bigger.
"You got to fucking kidding me," said my first teammate. It was none other than Fox Beastman.
"I thought you liked me?" I asked with a hurt expression on my face. "I like you, but I don't want to associate with you. What likely to be a bloody affair!" He replied.
"Don't worry, I will protect you," I said when my expression changed.
I saw two of my teammates appearing in front of me. When the Fox Beastman saw them, his expression had turned strange, before a big smile appeared on his face.
"It seemed like the creator of challenges really has a twisted sense of humor," he said.
