Trouble At The Shelter

< "We are above the drop zone!" >

"Go! Go! Go! Go!"

The MCs charged forward one after the other, jumping out of the aircraft. When the path in front of him cleared, Dennis jumped off as well.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still as he hung suspended in mid-air, weightless and free.

As he plummeted through the air, a surreal sensation washed over him. The rush of wind and the breathtaking scenery unfolded around him in a blur of motion as his hair fluttered unfettered. The feeling was quite spectacular.

'Just like the good old days...' Dennis's facial expression betrayed him as it seemed to display more exhilaration than tension. Dennis wasn't tensed in the slightest since the selection felt like a military mission to him.

The world seemed to stretch out before him in all its glory, and at the moment, it didn't look as horrific. The '""' shaped island beneath grew larger and larger the lower they descended.