"Is that really necessary?" Alex asked, pointing at the arrow aimed at him. If he wanted to eliminate her, he could have done that the moment she showed up.
With the arrow's path in view, it was a simple task of evading it and closing the distance.
"I'll be the judge of that," Abigail said, not lowering her guard one bit. While Alex and Etha duked it out, destroying everything around them, she was busy amassing some eliminations.
No one knew the exact number the second hour would require, and she did not want to be too far behind the likes of Ethan and Alex.
'He's already at 1897 eliminations and I'm only at a 1089. The gap in our skills is no joke.' Abigail thought, glancing at the badge on Alex's chest.
It was almost too easy for someone like him to amass such numbers. As an archer and not much of a melee fighter, she was somehow disadvantaged.
