The killing intent the members of ChaosKnight projected was like a faint breeze brushing against Gabriel's skin. Slowly, he turned to face them.
That single gaze quenched the fire in their eyes, reducing their bravado back to ashes.
"Fuck, I can't do this!"
"Me neither!"
"I don't have enough time to waste here," Gabriel said, his voice calm yet final. "So, how about this: kill yourselves, or let me do it myself.."
The players exchanged uncertain gazes, confused about what to do. If this were one of the cheap games they were used to, they could have simply logged out, waited for Gabriel to leave, and then logged back in.
However, all that greeted their eyes now was a bold error message:
[Sorry, you can't log out during combat]
The leader of their small group, Big Shark, wore an extremely grim expression. None of the choices favored them.
The pain transmitter in this game was intense. Even the smallest injury they caused themselves felt almost the same as in real life.
