Put God first before everything.
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Not only did Baron use his kinetic shield as his defense but he also utilized it for his gain as he used the shield to pin on the ugly bastard's neck upon raising the arrowhead in the air for a swift and sudden kill. Mercilessly, Baron struck his enemy on its neck, roughly and slowly cutting through its flesh as the man gargled and wriggled in pain.
"Grrrr! No!!! Brother!!!"
Enraged at the devastating turn of events, the other brother completely ignored the bright light. Everything turned black upon seeing his blood brother get murdered in front of him while he struggled against a mere bright light. He tackled Baron on his side, rolling away as the bright light followed the both of them.
"Grughh! Die!"
Trying to reach Baron with his small knife, the desperate brother chased the man who killed his brother through the dry land rolling and crawling away. But as soon as Baron got the perfect stance to defend himself with his kinetic shield, he raised his defense, fending off his enemy's knife. It was deflected with his hand jolting towards the air. Right then and there, Baron took his opportunity to strike and struck where it seemed the most necessary. At his enemy's legs since the man relies on speed.
"Argh! My legs!"
"Hell yeah!"
Even after getting his legs damaged, which would hinder his movements, the disfigured human crazily pulled a stunt against Baron. He hopped back and quickly placed an arrow to his bow and landed a hit on Baron's right flank. The man did not expect it and because it happened so fast that he could not react to it.
"Fuck! You're done!"
While his teammate was fighting against their enemies, Greg thought to himself how unhelpful and useless he was.
"Because I'm so afraid to get hurt... I wasn't even made for this! I was just an office man until I died!"
Conflicted if he should help Baron or just cower in fear, Greg the geezer would take one or two steps forward, encouraging and manipulating himself that he was brave.
"Have physical courage! Be brave!"
"Oh no. You're not gonna be helping that bitch-ass gangster."
A cold sharp metal penetrated Greg from behind. He looked down where it felt cold and painful and he saw a bloody blade sticking out of his stomach.
The last sharp pain went through his nape to his throat that the blade even stuck itself on the ground. It ended Greg's life after and the fake carried out his plan of helping his brother.
On the other hand, Wil was on his way to the direction. He was not aware of the death of another teammate and the revelation of the high school student but he surely knows that Baron was winning.
"I'm almost there. I could see the light."
The light suddenly went out and Wil does not know what was transpiring. Because he does not know what could be waiting for him there now, he carefully made his way towards the area where Baron and Greg were supposed to be.
"What?! I can't see them?"
[Five minutes have passed. The microdrone will now automatically find its way towards you if you don't plan on using it anymore.]
"Right! Then, I will be using it again! Damn it! Right when things were heating up!"
Also, Mary didn't see that Greg was killed due to the fact that she was focusing on Baron and the other brother he was fighting against. She did not know that the student was a fake, so there really was no point in flashing her light to the two.
[Activating Microdrone]
"Okay, I'm ready to go again. One a sec... I'm turning the light on."
The tables have turned. The shocking revelation when Baron was being cornered by two of the brothers where one of them seemed familiar to her because it was the high school student. It came as a surprise when Mary realized that the office man was dead.
"Turn around! Turn around! Wil, where are you? Things are getting bad!"
As she was turning the Techfly around to use it as a blind against their enemies, Mary saw Wil cautiously making his way behind the two with a rock in his hand. That was the only weapon he could find since both of them were granted observation techs.
"You sneaky bastard!"
Cornered and back against the tree, Baron still has two uses of his kinetic shield after three minutes have passed. His right flank was bleeding and one of his thigh got stabbed by the person he thought was an ally.
"You did one of our brothers real good, slitting his throat. Didn't you know that number 8 is the best hunter? Now we have to train another brother to take up his spot."
While the death of his brother deeply affected the one he was with, the fake, face-skin wearer on the other hand, brushed it off like it was a common thing to happen. He shed no remorse towards his fallen brother but was smiling through the conversation.
"Can I kill him, Face?! He killed my best brother!"
Hissing and snarling at his brother's killer, the eager brother was so desperate to put his hand on Baron. And Face was there not to stop his brother but to encourage him even more.
"He's all yours, brother!"
"Yes, rah! Gugh!"
All of a sudden, Face's brother dropped to the ground after hearing a thud. He saw that a rock was thrown and that it hit his brother, which made him unconscious.
"Who was that?!"
"It's me, motherfucker!"
Running like his life depends on it, Wil went full throttle with one more rock in his hand. Running is what Wil is good about, other than easily climbing buildings or houses. And because Mary had just turned around to blind Face, who was facing north but when Wil called out to him, who was coming from south, Mary's plan did not work out. She was of little help, giving luminescence to the dark and silent night in the forest.
"One after another! You bastards won't leave us alone!"
Averting his attention from Baron was a bad idea. While the man was hindered by the pain on his thigh, he still could move. Baron activated his kinetic shield only to throw it at the back of Face's knee, which made him fall on one knee when he was about to move.
"What?!"
"Thanks!"
Wil reached him and Face found the rock in Wil's hand closing to his head as he was about to gain his composure.
Thud was the sound it made once the rock in Wil's hand smacked the living daylights out of Face. His forehead immediately bled after dropping on the ground. He was about to get up when Wil got on top of him and Baron held both of his arms.
"Let go of me, motherfuckers! You're gonna pay for this!"
"Here, take his knife. It will be easier."
Behind him, Wil found Greg's body lying there, lifeless. He thought how kind and genuine the geezer was back at the room, though for some reason he did not feel sad but there was still the feeling of remorse left in him. He just can't put it to the surface.
"I still can't believe that he's one of the brothers."
"Fool! Don't be deceived by what you see on the outside! Life isn't all about what you see. It's all about what you feel! And cease this foolishness at once and let go of me!"
Baron handed Face's over to Wil who was on top of Face. He took the small shall knife sullied in Greg's blood as his unexcited gaze fell upon Face. Then suddenly, his face lit up like a spark had been ignited within him.
"I don't like the look on your face, ass face! Wipe that grotesque smirk off your expression!"
What Face saw wasn't a mere expression but his own life flashing before him. Wil's unhinged smirk brought terror down his spine, triggering him to use every ounce of strength he has to wriggle and struggle to free himself. However, it was to no avail as all of his energy subsided once and for all with just a single impaling of the knife in his chest.
"Hush," Wil placed his palm to cover Face's mouth as he groaned from the pain. "Just relish this moment and engrave it to your brain. How dying feels that is."
Stab, stab, stab, stab, continuously without any remorse or sympathy to the person he was stabbing with a knife, Wil stared and was smiling at the gradual fading of light in Face's eyes. Baron, on the other hand, saw something wrong with Wil but he just could not put an end to his craze.
"This is one crazy motherfucker. He is who I need to survive this bullshit of a game!"
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