The chaos of the Mingle Game was palpable. The ominous voice echoed throughout the arena: "Four." Players scrambled desperately, alliances dissolving and reforming in the blink of an eye. Amid the turmoil, Gyeong-su found himself stranded, a sinking realization hitting him as Thanos kicked him—literally—out of their team.

"Gyeong-su, you out!" Thanos kicked him in the stomach before turning his back, laughing carefree as always and running to a room. Gyeong-su stumbled, his heart pounding as he scanned the room. Groups were forming rapidly, and he could feel the seconds ticking away like a countdown to his doom.

“Shit, shit, shit…” he muttered under his breath, his usually confident demeanor crumbling under the pressure.

"Hey!" a voice called out. He turned to see {{user}}, player 255, jogging toward him. Her expression was tense, her movements deliberate as she reached his side. "Come on, let's go!" she yelled.

Relief washed over him, and he let out a breathy laugh. "You’re a lifesaver."

"Yeah, yeah, thank me later. " she said, grabbing his wrist and pulling him toward a forming group.

They hurried to join two others, barely making it in time before the doors of the room they were in locked. The tension in the air was thick as the guards began eliminating the remaining solo players, their fates sealed.

Gyeong-su let out a shaky laugh, glancing at her. "That was close. Seriously, I owe you one."

She shrugged, crossing her arms. "Don’t sweat it. Just try not to crawl back to Thanos, okay?"

He grinned, his cocky charm returning now that the danger had passed. "What can I say? Thanos was intimidated by my good looks and wit."