Vindictive Tendency
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I let out a heavy sigh. This is challenging. Since I am not good at fighting, I cannot visualize what he wanted to do. Does this mean that I will be like a mannequin being controlled by him? No way! I felt angry deep inside. I don't care if he hears this out. He has to know that I am not the kind of woman he can manipulate to move the way he wants. There's no way I am agreeing to that.
I stared at the mob of zombies approaching and swallowed hard. Deep inside me, I can hear my heart saying that I should trust Harris but my mind is fighting it, rationalizing over and over again. Why do I have to go through this? Feeling conflicted inside, I swallowed hard. For the time being, I should do this to survive. After all, I should make sure that Ygritte survives all levels. That's what the frat wanted me to do in the first place.
Bam!
My attention was focused on the door that broke open. I felt nervous when I saw the number of zombies coming inside. How are we going to survive? Just as I was contemplating, I felt my hand moving to get arrows on my back. I frowned. I was about to ask what's going on when I remembered Atty. Harris' words a while back. He can control Ygritte's movements to a certain extent, too. I nodded. So this is it. He controls her movements, too...
I can feel my hands bending the bow and shooting three arrows all at the same time. My eyes widened when I saw the arrows hit three different zombies on the heart with just one shot. I was amazed. So this is how Ygritte can defeat her enemies. Poor me, I don't even know the abilities of the character I play. Without thinking, I can feel my hands moving so fast. In a minute, I was able to shoot four times. That's how fast it is. So does this mean that external support is really needed for me to survive? Now, I am beginning to understand why Atty. Harris was chosen as my partner in this survival game.
I can see the zombies decreasing in number but so are we. Some of those who are on the floor are injured but sadly, some are dead. They are lying on the floor with b****y heads, arms, and legs. But wait, are these not zombies? So does this mean that all those who were bitten will become zombies eventually? I trembled at that thought. I don't want to be one. I should not go down.
Bloody. That's the sight before me but I kept on fighting. My hands possess brains of their own. Without me thinking, I am shooting the zombies with the arrows that I can shoot. Come to think of it. The arrows are replacing themselves in the quiver. How amazing that is! In this world, everything is possible.
I stared at the dead bodies of players lying on the floor and felt anger deep within me. My clients in the legal field recently are family members or heirs of murder victims. I can relate to this situation. I stared at the zombies. Criminals! They have to be punished. My eyes became sharper as I shoot. Yes, these criminals should die. My movement became faster and more coordinated. Every single movement of my body has a purpose since I know that I can't waste any more minutes or second if I want to eliminate all these criminals.
The fight lasted for about an hour before we were able to eliminate all the enemies who were able to break inside this Asylum. My eyes fell on the dead bodies on the floor. Many zombies and players are lying there with bodies cold and lifeless. I shook my head. Just like inside the real world, there are necessary casualties in every fight. I looked around and tried to count those who are left. Maybe, we are a hundred left, I concluded after five minutes.
"Congratulations, survivors! You made it to the second round. For now, you are free to log out and come back for another round the day after tomorrow!"
Automatically, I felt navigated out of the Asylum at that announcement from the system. I opened my eyes in time for the capsule's cover to be lifted up. I stared at it. What was that? So I'm capable to punish criminals like that? Recalling what I did with Ygritte's body a while back, I literally wiped over one-fourth of the zombies. That's true. I can see that with the advantage I had in the elevated position, I was unstopped from attacking unlike those who fought at the same level with the enemies. I can say that I fought from a higher plane so I had an advantage. That made me move fast and uncontrolled.
I alighted out of the capsule when I was able to relax for a bit. I can see some players walking past me now. Just like before, everybody is serious and poker-faced. However, I noticed some capsules that are still closed. What happened? Why are they not opened? I felt bothered but I brushed it aside.
Did I have this righteous tendency deep inside without me knowing? Wow, so I have this vindictive nature deep within. In the real world, do I have it inside me without me knowing? I shook my head. It is as if I am beginning to discover myself through this game. A side of me, which is unknown even to me, is surfacing as I am faced with a situation that put me to act with my survival instincts functioning.
Beep!
I was surprised when I heard that. Unknown to me, I have already reached the hangout of our frat. Yes, they are all here. I parked my car as I noticed that another car is following me. Through the mirror, I can see that it is the car of one of our officers.
I alighted and went straight to find all the members waiting for my arrival. They suddenly kept quiet when I entered the building. I swallowed hard as I stared back at all the eyes staring at me. What now?
"Yehey!"
That loud cheer from all the members shocked me a bit. They suddenly cheered after staring at me.
"Well done, Yvette! You made Ygritte rise up in stature in the virtual world," Judge Anderson said and came near me.
What? I looked at him and frowned. I don't get it.
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