"Wait a minute —"
A sudden shout came from behind the four, but they all continued to sprint forward as if they had just eaten shit. Even Wayne Malvin, who was just mocked as "being stupid," understood that at this point, the only person who could still be behind them was that annoying fellow!
"Don't run!" Owen Bertram caught up and found the four speeding up in unison.
"A Tire-3 Spirit Worm for each of you. I guarantee you can enter the Third Stage Assessment!" Owen Bertram roared, but the four still didn't stop. Owen was surprised: are they really that determined?
Their hearts were filled with resentment. Did they need him to play the good guy? They could have entered the Third Stage Assessment on their own merit! He had taken all their prey and now tried to entrap them?
