Where the fuck was Chase!
He turned his head and looked behind them. Thirty meters back, Chase was stooping down and tying his shoelace. Seeing Shaun's gaze, he wore a smug smile.
"That bastard!" Yelled Cindy.
"I'm going to fucking kill him!" raged Paul.
"We need to regroup," Shaun tried to restrategize, but soon he found it was too late. As though already aware of their plans, Jude and Mel joined forces, charging their attacks and targeting one team member—Paul.
They unleashed ferocious attacks ripping the earth from his body.
"Damn it!" he yelled, caught off-guard, but he had no hope and was bloodied. His last words before collapsing were, "I'm sorry!"
Shaun and Cindy could only watch in anguish as he fell forward into his element, the ground.
There was a need to think quickly. The two were surrounded, and it was game over as things stood.
"Grab my hand!" yelled Shaun.
