𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟 002, 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙙 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚

𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢

"The following players, Player 425, Player 120, Player 37, Player 408, Player 27, Player 273, Player 58, Player 243, Player 327, and Player 241 are eliminated." Dae-Hyung stayed silent, as did everyone else when the woman spoke, hearing shuffling below. "I will now draw the teams for the next round." The masked square announced, Dae-Hyung not ax excited. Still oddly happy to be picked, however. "Team Four." Dae-Hyung's eyes widened, Sang-woo cursing as the teen smiled brightly. He stood up first as everyone scanned his team, everyone else not as exuberant. "Team Five." The teen quickly scanned said team, getting glares back. Once rounding back to the guy at the front, Sang-woo watched him try to get into a staring contest, Dae-Hyung waving at him.

"Team Four and Team Five, please go to your towers."

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Team Four stood in the elevator, Dae-Hyung waiting patiently. "Come on, don't lose your spirit." The old man spoke, Dae-Hyung nodding. "Yeah, I don't know about you guys, but I like this already." Dae-Hyung grinned, the girl staring at him as did Sae-byeok. "Tug of war needs more than just raw strength." The old man replied, Dae-Hyung looking to him quickly. If anyone knew about winning tug of war, it must be him. "Well then, what's it about, huh? We just go out and speak to them?" A man spoke, Dae-Hyung ignoring him. "All you need is a good strategy in Tug of war and combined with good teamwork, you'll be able to win when you are against the stronger teams." The old man announced, Dae-Hyung nodding. "Only one thing can help us now." The teen looked to one of the other men, him looking at nothing.

"It's the Lord himself, I know it." He spoke, Dae-Hyung pinching the bridge of his nose. "Jesus Christ." He whispered to himself, Sang-woo watching him. He wondered how the boy was so calm, another man speaking up. "You can barely stay standing, old man. So shut up and keep all your strength, okay?" He asked, Dae-Hyung putting a finger in front the man's face. He only stuttered, confused as Dae-Hyung tutted. "This man has brain knowledge. So you shut it." He warned, Gi-hun cringing. The old man has more of a brain tumour than brain knowledge. "When I was young, we always like tug of war." The old man started, Dae-Hyung retracting his hand and leaning against the elevator wall. "It's a game I know well. And back then, I would always win, even if there was a wrestler on the other team, and it seemed the odds were stuck against us."

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Following the old man's words, the team got into a specific order, with Dae-Hyung at the front. That was because the old man mentioned something about not looking scared, Dae-Hyung was the boy to pick as he would just giggle and laugh like a crazy person. Everyone was being strapped in as Dae-Hyung's job was to check on the other team and make them look good whilst the rest of the team had to focus on Dae-Hyung and follow his lead. Of course people were skeptical, especially Sang-woo as he cared greatly for the boy and didn't him to over excite himself and get them killed. Ali stayed at the back, him being 'crazy strong' as the team stood up. The two players at the front made eye contact, the man smiling at Dae-Hyung somewhat devilishly as the boy just winked back, grinning.

Once the masked square shot the gun, Dae-Hyung's team leaned back, the boy feeling the instant rope burn. After seeing the team leader's foot slip on the other side, Dae-Hyung yelled, "Now!" With a large smile on his face. Everyone started to jumped back, pulling as hard as they could, them close to winning. The team leader made eye contact with Dae-Hyung, getting agitated at the smirk on his face. "Pull it together!" He yelled to his team, them about to slip before somehow starting to pull back. 212 exclaimed in fright as Dae-Hyung's smirk dropped a little, the team being dragged forward. Jun-ho watched from below, terrified as he hoped Dae-Hyung didn't fall down. "We're losing! Goddamn it! 002, do something!" 212 yelled, Dae-Hyung scoffing as he pulled as hard as he could. "Get yourselves together and listen!" Sang-woo yelled, Dae-Hyung digging his heels into the gravel floor.