More arrows rained from the one hunter in the room and the well-dressed gentlemen and ladies ran for their lives. Hundreds of guards of the Prime Minister filled the place and surrounded the hunter with guns. Holland sneered, his eyes regretfully on the Beamer, "I missed..."
"Put your bow down! And hands on top of your head!"
The regal looking hunter smirked and shot one more arrow, sending the Beamer toppling. It's MetaCode disappearing slowly. The hunter took in a deep breath and felt it enter his body, "Mmmph…the sweet taste of Breakfire. I can finally feel it again. For once, thank you brother, you lead me right into the big shark. Too bad you have no way out of the game now."
