"Move, all of you. Try to find any vehicles that are still usable. We need to get out of this hell as fast as possible."
"Yes, Boss."
The men shouted in unison and immediately sprang into action. It was obvious they had been a team for a long time—used to working together. Their movements were swift, efficient, and well-coordinated.
As for the one they called "the Boss," he stood quietly beside me, his expression unreadable.
Of course, I didn't miss the face of that disgusting man—the way he stared at me with anger, lust, and hatred. Every vile thought was written plainly across his features.
That look… damn it.
I really want to kill that bastard.
I want nothing more than to choke him with these very hands. I've never felt such murderous intent toward anyone before… well, except toward the novel's so-called heroine Mary, and her idiot partner.
But—
For the first time since I came to this world, I realized how weak I truly was.
It's not that I didn't know.
