After the guy with the net, now what is it?
Are these guys…
What are they doing here?!
In front of me stand a bunch of bakers.
Are they suicidal?!
"He's the one! Beat him up!"
Then I can see a few musclemen show up.
Then they rush at me.
That is when comes that one friendly baker out of nowhere.
He grabs onto the leg of one of the opponents.
Trying his best to slow him down without success.
"Run my love! Run!"
Wow.
[Seriously, what are you all doing?]
They come nearby and start hitting me.
Yeah, about that…
If that was a game there would be a bunch of "Immune!" prompts right about now.
They look at each other sharing a look that can only read as "We fucked up brothers."
[I'll give you two choices. Either I kill all of you guys or you beat up these dumbasses real good.]
I point at the bakers.
