Eight individuals gathered in an open field commonly used for group sports, but it seemed they weren't there for sports at all; they were on the run. Eight thugs, with intimidating appearances that could strike fear into anyone, found themselves trying to escape from an assailant.
"Damn you, you devil's child! How in the world can someone like you still be alive?"
Sharp weapons, originally intended to be used to eliminate targets, now served as instruments of self-defense.
"If you dare come any closer, we'll hurt you even worse!"
"Damn! Why is he still alive after we attacked him? What should we do now?" one of them said.
