The Fight for Firstblood 1

Robert went to his group fuming with anger before he slammed his feet against the rock. He yelped when a tingle vibrated from the tip of his toes and traveled to the end of his bones.

"F*ck! Mother F*ck! As*hole! Sh*t!"

Trixie covered her face and shook her head in embarrassment at how her boyfriend was acting, while the other members cringed at the sight of their leader.

Where was the composure that he always spoke about?

While the players who saw all snickered and pointed their fingers at him.

"Everyone!"

Every player's attention went to Scar when he spoke. His voice was enigmatic, while his face was charismatic. What more could you ask for a leader?

"Is it alright if my group and I will enter first?" Scar said straight to the point. Now that their main attacking unit had full HP and MP, there was no need to wait anymore.

It was time to get that firstblood.