Even if the gunfire below was intense, for them, it was all too familiar.
In this club, anyone who could become an area manager had once been on a real battlefield, so to them, everything happening below was nothing more than a game.
They calmly observed the situation within the arena, and could roughly understand the tactics of both sides, though they didn't pay too much attention to those details, instead focusing on the two 'salted fish' in the corner.
Compared to the tense atmosphere in other parts of the arena, these two in the corner were too out of the ordinary.
"What are those two doing? Atmosphere crew?"
