πΈππ π³ππππ π°πππππ π°ππ
π²ππππππ πΏ2: π·πππππππ ππππ πΈ
It had been a while since they came past the gates of the Oil factory and ever since their long walk they had not seen a single soul which was unusual. Everyone had kept to themselves this unsecluded thought analyzing it on their own.
At this stage it was too late to go back and reasonably thinking this could be considered a trap.
"Senior Kiraya we can't keep on walking down this path I think it's a trap!" Anthony yelled calling everyone to a stop in their match. "We can't keep on ignoring that fact."
Senior Kiraya turned to Anthony his face grim with seriousness. Anthony had never seen this part of Kiraya before.
"I know, from the moment we stepped in, that is why we have to keep moving forward."
