(Extra Chapter because of Magic Castle: 3/3)
***
Amon sighed as he slumped down to the snow from tiredness.
The body of Klein before him dematerialized into blue digital particles before disappearing.
At the same time, the voice of Maxville boomed from above.
[Maxville: Participant Klein from Team B has been eliminated.]
Catching up to his mana, Amon stood up, rubbing his cold gloved hands for some heat.
He had expended mana above the amount he was supposed to for eliminating Klein, which was why he was a little tired.
All because…
He looked back at the storm approaching towards him now.
The second timer of the storm had ended as well and it had started to approach the third target circle.
'Fuck' Amon cursed.
Not because the storm had started to move. No, he had already expected for it to move after he was done with Klein.
But because he was currently out of the third checkpoint.