"hmm...am I perhaps interrupting?"
As light yellow particles flew in the air, I stared at Arnold and Amanda in the distance. Soon my eyes interlocked with Amanda's.
Noticing her situation, my brows slightly furrowed. The situation was a lot worse than I had imagined...According to my prediction, considering her skills, she should've been evenly matched against her opponents...yet why was she on the ground on the verge of losing?
Waking up from his stupor, staring at me, John flusteredly said as his mind raced.
"Y-ou, who are you?"
What's going on?
...how did he make it all the way here from the center of the map?
According to his calculations, it would've taken ten minutes to make it from there to here from the center of the map with a decent movement art...yet, not even five minutes after they ambushed Arnold's group, and reinforcements had already come?
What was going on?
