That was very strange.
"Anyway, thanks, guys."
He looked up at Dean, an imploring look on his face. "I'm afraid the situation is about to reverse."
Dean shook his head resignedly, looking at Cheston En beside him. "Buddy, keep an eye on the other two teams. We're going to be more passive from now on."
"Okay, Boss Dean, but I'm a bit confused..."
Cheston En waved the steel pipe he had just dismantled from the glass cabinet and said with a smile, "I've learned some techniques with two-handed greatswords; dealing with three to five people is a breeze."
In his view, now that he had a weapon, his combat power had greatly increased. Even if the other two teams got weapons, they still wouldn't be a match for them. How could the situation possibly be reversed?
"But if we start fighting now, it's going to be very dangerous."
Barton sighed and took over the conversation.
