Trash Man

Thanks to Britney's help, Nicko managed to get rid of the heavy door from his body. The man angrily threw the door beside his lying body.

He was still lying on his back breathlessly once he was freed. His energy was completely drained just because of one door. That was embarrassing.

"Are you okay?" Britney asked breathlessly, kneeling beside Nicko who was still on his back with his whole face drenched in sweat.

Then the man nodded briefly. "Yes. So, they ran away, huh? Of course, they did," he said as he sat up and looked around. "Those cowards..."

"Thanks for saving me. That door is so heavy. I don't know what would have happened if I had been there alone," Britney said.

Nicko shook his head. "Don't worry about it. We'd better get back to the front to help the others,"

Britney nodded as she helped him to his feet. Then the two of them rushed back to the big battle arena in front.

"What's your name?" Nicko asked in their brisk pace.