It was already too late when Puppeteer and Lin Sanjiu saw each other. The game had already begun.
Hundreds of shot-putters hurled lead balls skyward with great force, blackening the sky. For a moment, Lin Sanjiu could not see the contender running in front of her. Just as her heart gave a little leap, Soulsqn yelled, slapping her on her back, "Fall back! Fall back! Fall back!"
Lin Sanjiu stopped before the third "fall back" tumbled past Soulsqn's lips. A lead ball zoomed right in front of her, the wind that followed so strong that she could hardly open her eyes. Then, the mini fatty yelled, his voice laced with desperation, "You can't go back now! Time is coming!"
Not just Time was coming.
