The pain in his left side of his chest didn't subside. He ke[t massaging the affected area as he looked for the exit of the camp.
However, as he made another turn, someone bumped to him, startling him immensely. He took out his gun with one swipe and pointed it at the person's forehead.
It turned out it was Fox. "Drop your gun man. Why did you leave the team?" Fox said with disdain. Falcon and the rest soon joined them. "Alex, come on man, what player level are you?"
Alec dropped his gun, and winced at the pain on his chest. "You were shot?" Fox asked with a frown. "Yes, I have. The other opposing players attempted to kill him", Alec said and dropped the boy to the floor.
"Who is he? Is he the person we're looking for?" Falcon asked, scrutinizing Walter. "Yes, unfortunately. I don't know what to do with him", Alec said, still massaging his chest.
