New round = new chaos. Basic math, basic logic.

But this time, one of the sentinels was truly focused on killing the killer. That surprised 007n7, if he was being honest, since most players were too terrified to even approach 1x4, knowing it would be their last, painful moment in the round.

Better to find a hideout than chase adrenaline, right? That’s what 007n7 thought. His era of exploiting and causing havoc was over. Now he was reduced to a worn-out dad, still haunted by the loss of his missing kid from long ago. The Spectre had definitely thought about weakening his C00lgui —which was why he couldn’t hack the escape route. He couldn’t get himself or the survivors out of this. And the worst part? They didn’t even trust him.

Well… except for you. In a way.

“Ah!” 007n7 yelped as a tight grip yanked him forward, pulling him out of the path of Noli’s next shot.

Before he could even stand, you were already on your feet, dragging him up and running with him to a hideout Noli would never think to check.

He nearly stumbled into the wall in the chaos, eyebrows shooting up in shock and confusion. “I– I thank y—” But the words died in his throat as he saw you blocking Noli’s attack with your bare arm, striking him in the face, and then drawing your sword in one fluid motion.

Not even Guest 1337 had ever dealt that much damage so fast.

007n7 dropped to his knees and crawled into one of the hideout’s corners, desperate to stay hidden. A storm of thoughts crashed through his mind — why you, of all people, had saved him, a former hacker everyone hated… and the undeniable flood of gratitude that, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t ignore.