Gerd the Faithful

"You see that guy?--" Gerd was a little out of breath after taking on two opponents. "--He should be a gifted. Those people can double or even triple their strength. Don't mess with them."

Leguna's gaze followed Gerd's finger. The two quickly looked elsewhere for prey. Twenty minutes quickly passed. Though many of the fighters formed groups, they were only temporary. They stood a better chance to survive in them, but they had no qualms disbanding them once they were no longer convenient.

"Oi! That's my badge! Why did you take it?"

"The hell? You didn't put in any effort and now you want the badge?"

"Our agreement was to hand out the badges in turns! It's my turn!"

"Hmph, that only counts if you put in your share of...

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