"Arghhh!"
"Ahhhhhhh!"
"Kyakk!"
"What's that?"
Letting out a cry of panic, everyone ran around looking for cover. Splinters of fire rained after them one after another without a break.
The torrential attacks would halt for a second or two, then resume again with increased ferocity.
Zack, who had guided his class here, felt his heart sink. The fleeting feeling of loss lasted only momentarily and he relayed his order.
"Don't run. Crawl onto the ground and crouch towards cover. The hunter is targeting those who are standing. Also, don't stay rooted and try to make as much movement as possible."
While Jack's command manages to prevent the loss of lives in his class others weren't faring better.
As Ezekiel writhed in pain and dizziness swept him due to being carried by the water current, the rest of the people's bodies were battered and they fell with a hole in their head.
