บท 233: Loser

GASP!

On asteroid Elinor VXIII, a handsome young man trembling and shivering with terror was suddenly expelled from the Sanctuary Bubble like a fish leaping out of the sea. His pupils were dilated and the man was hyperventilating and wheezing non-stop, visibly in the midst of an anxiety attack. The spacesuit wasn't making things any better. His usual confidence and arrogance had shattered and his slowly pulsating golden irises could not save his glamour.

This thoroughly traumatized individual on the verge of despair was Kyle Gibson.

No sooner had he set foot in this diabolical Bubble that he had been thrown into hell to be tortured. Believing himself to be a good swimmer, he had hastily swam to shore with a shark on his tail, only to be surrounded by some kind of dolphins.

Full of positive and candid prejudices about these marine mammals, he had been immediately relieved when the shark had given up the chase and even believed that these animals were coming to save him.