It wasn't long before Barnaby started his countdown.
"On my count, all of you will be teleported on the outskirts of the Pocket Dimension. As soon as that happens, the game starts and the drops of Soo are for yours to take.
TEN… NINE… EIGHT…"
While Barnaby was counting down, Michael felt another look from beside him.
It was Braxton again, who was waving at him as if they were lifelong friends. The guy was mouthing some words that Michael had no interest in hearing.
(I'll see you down there and we'll play!)
Of course, Michael had no intention of wasting his time with Braxton.
Hopefully, he wouldn't get placed anywhere near the guy.
"FOUR… THREE… TWO… ONE, GOOOO!" Barnaby said, screaming to the top of his lungs.
All the players surrounding the stage felt their bodies start to shimmer in and out of existence.
Everyone had their stances ready, with some with their hands down on the ground and mimicking a world-class running athlete.
