He never thought his life would come to an end so easily. How can a game be more dangerous than the real world? He stared, frozen as his brother's face twisted into a scowl and brought down the blade upon him.
Jake clearly remembered the feel of the cold blade against his skin. He shivered and it felt like all his soul had ripped away from him. When there was silence, when he felt like he was floating, he opened his eyes, expecting to see heaven.
But he was in the exact same place as before, crouching under the blade. A wide, shimmering shield had formed in front of him and his jaw dropped. How?
The system spoke to answer his question. [The title of Fugitive has gained you one more chance. Lives left: 1] Jake rushed to cover his mouth. That was a close call! He got up and huffed, much to Holland's surprise.
