The Girl From Another World (Sung Jinwo)

Twenty Four

Wiping off the sweat dripping down your forehead, mask long forgotten on the ground as it only gets in the way and make you fill irritated as you sweat non stop. As for the other who wants to make Jinwo to snap out of it, your main focus was to keep them away from danger and from getting killed.

It was hard, of course it was hard. You've been sweating buckets for the last minutes as you make sure everyone was taking minimal damage, making sure that everyone is safe.

You're quite interesting aren't you?

Go beyond my design just a little more

Blocking off the statue right in front of you as the hunters behind you retreat, you glance to the side where the administrator was.

Thats right!

Just like that! HAHAHAHAHA!!

It was a deja vu.

A fucking deja vu.

Before you knew it, you dash in hurry to Cha Hae-In's direction.

"Fucking shit"

You spoke to yourself as you grab her by the arm, pull her to your back as you brace yourself, raising your dagger to block off the administrator's attack

And yet you could not help but to bit your lower lip as it's sword still was able to damage your arm as for the dagger was too short to block it off.

It hurts.

You thought as you back off, securing a safe place for you and Cha Hae-In.

"Hunter (First name)"

"Not now Hunter Cha Hae-In"

You spoke, ignoring the awful painful sting on your arm

As expected the only one making thing fun is you, descendant of the Time Monarch

Ignoring the administrator words, you look around, blood continues to drip down your finger.

There was still many statues around as if you never went to bash t off a few minutes ago. Although there was Choi Jong-In, Woo Jinchul and Cha Hae-In that doesn't change the fact that there was too many around that needed saving.

"Ah fuck"

You took a deep breath, running your hand through your loose hair

One, two, three, four, five, no, seven including those twenty meters away.

You thought before sprinting towards the direction of the puppet statues that was about to put someone in danger.

Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud.

Those were the sound of statues falling after another in matter of seconds.

There you stood with a cold expression on your face, blood dripping down your forehead, cut on your cheeks, open wound on your arm was still bleeding and aching like shit but you stood there, coldly glaring at the administrator whom was looking at you in amusement.