The girl in the white dress had also stopped at this point. She hid behind a massive pillar and glanced at Anke, who had run up behind her.
Anke understood what the girl in the white dress meant.
"Your turn to perform."
Anke turned his head and looked at the woman in leather boots, falling silent for a moment.
From the woman's movements, he could vaguely sense that she was an expert.
An expert far above his level.
Only now did he suddenly realize that the people in this building all seemed much stronger than him; if he wasn't careful, he could get beaten to death at any time.
So where exactly had he gotten the confidence to dare come into this building in the first place?
Anke could only feel that he'd really had some guts.
And now he'd ended up hanging himself out to dry here.
He shifted his gaze and looked from the other side of the pillar.
The wooden hut had both a door and windows.
The door was in front, the window at the back.
