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Kieran's current situation could only be explained as frustrating beyond belief. If the odds remained one in four, he would have to kill 2,000 Elites at the very least to complete ONE of the objectives!
What's more, Kieran began to dread whether these odds applied to every objective present. Just the thought of that being true infuriated Kieran until the point he punched the tree.
Bang!
A loud noise echoed in the surroundings as the tree shook for a few moments before growing still once more. With his fist pressed against the tree, Kieran leaned forward and breathed to repress his anger from bubbling over.
'Come on, kid… what are you doing? Keep your composure. Don't let something this small get you worked up until your reason disappears,' Kieran mumbled to himself. Perhaps some might deem him insane with the way he talked to himself, but it was a natural response.
