They ran for ten minutes but all that running proved to be useless as they heard footsteps approaching them rapidly.
There were a lot of footsteps. Kev estimated that they were about to face over fifty unwelcoming bastards.
The sound of many feet grew louder and closer with each second, a clear sign they were getting closer rapidly.
The footsteps were coming from all directions. It was clear there were enemies ahead. Running blindly would only lead them straight into an ambush. Who knew how many people he might lose in such chaos? In this situation, it was better to stay put and let the trouble come to them.
Thus, Kev suddenly stopped. He also signaled the others to do the same.
As expected, it wasn't long before the footsteps halted. The Skinners chasing them had caught up!
Kev counted over sixty of them.
They surrounded the group, circling them like vultures.
"Do we get to fight this time?"
Lena and Agatha looked at Kev expectantly.
