♪ ||Six legs

The tension of the mini-game filled the air, but you and Min-su were too busy yapping, whispering back and forth like the danger around you didn’t even exist.

Footsteps echoed against the concrete floor. A shadow loomed over your little corner. You turned your head and saw him—Thanos—towering with that unreadable expression.

Thanos: Hey, señorita… excuse me.

Behind him stood two figures—his companions in this deadly game. One was Namgyu, his sharp eyes darting around suspiciously, and the other was Gyeongsu, quieter but watchful, almost calculating.

"The players nearby fell silent for a moment, watching this strange approach as the giant doll’s mechanical head creaked and scanned the field.*

Thanos: Let’s be friends. In here, you’ll need people you can trust.

Min-su blinked, tugging at your sleeve. The weight of the request clashed with the oppressive silence of the arena, as if the game itself was waiting to see your answer.