Once I looked down from the window, I realized using the outdoor space wasn't much better than this room. Although it was an obvious hiding spot, the long tablecloth completely hid the area under the table. After closing the window, I crawled underneath the table, hoping the hunter would be more lenient for this round. To make sure nobody would reveal where I was, I shouted, "I'm going to be here for six minutes. Don't lift the tablecloth during that period or you may kill somebody."
"And start lunch six minutes later from now too. Don't order the servants to bring a new set of utensils and plates. They're great potential weapons," I hoped Haruka would listen to me.
Unfortunately, sounds of new plates and utensils began to fill my ears. My grudge against Haruka increased as I didn't have time to get rid of them again. To worsen the situation, Alex lifted the tablecloth, furiously warning me to return to my seat. Sadly making the other guests follow him, clearly revealing my location. Maybe I should have jumped outside that window, mouthing to the others, 'leave me alone. Pull the tablecloth back down.'
"I apologize in the place of my cousin, she is still very young," Alex tried to cover for me.
"I believe she is too young to be eligible to attend social week," a guest coldly agreed.
"May I ask what her age is?" Another guest joined in.
"My cousin has recently turned fourteen," Alex hesitantly revealed.
[Round Started: Five minutes remaining]
I stiffened as I noticed the air rising around me. Although I couldn't see or hear the hunter, I felt the person searching for me inside the room. I didn't dare to move, not wanting to create a single sound. But as soon as the bottom of the tablecloth lifted all at once, I ran out, pounding on the window to open. Turning to grab the knives placed near the guest's plates to help me break the window.
"Why aren't you opening?" I stabbed the flimsy knives on the glass.
"Did you lock the windows?" I screamed to Haruka.
"I did nothing to the windows," Haruka was equally surprised.
Noticing something was wrong, a guest rose from her chair, attempting to open the doors. However, she was stunned, finding it was locked, not budging from its place. More guests joined her to help open the doors, turning to Haruka when their attempts failed. I sighed as these people never had the experience in trying to escape an enclosed room. It was likely the hunter made this area its hunting grounds. In the next second, several plates were aimed towards my head, dashing towards me as I ducked to avoid them.
"What is going on here?" Alex accused Haruka.
Haruka's face went pale as he didn't have an answer. This led the guests to work harder in attempting to destroy the windows and doors, clearly disappointed in him. Thankfully, this gave me the chance to continue moving, avoiding all the plates targeting me. Was I supposed to be glad the hunter struggled in avoiding the guests? To add to the accusations I yelled at Haruka, "I told you not to bring in a new set of utensils and plates! Look how they're being used as weapons."
"All the attacks are targeting this girl," One of the guests noticed.
Unfortunately, this made the rest of the guests stand a far distance away from me, excluding Alex and Charles. Watching me desperately running around the room to dodge the sharp remains of the broken plates, slowly running out of breath. Although Alex and Charles tried to block some of the attacks, they were lightly slammed against the wall in the process. Eventually, chained to the role of a spectator, unable to move like something was holding them back.
"I am severely disappointed by the lack of security. Do you have no shame as the leader of this fraction?" Alex angrily spat out.
"Please expect to resign from your role," Charles was equally disgusted.
"Rika!" Miliana screamed to warn me.
My mind almost shattered, being pushed forward to break my balance, being too late in dodging one of the many knives aimed at my back. As my blood splattered across the floor, resembling blooming crimson flowers, I gritted my teeth, pulling out the knife digging to puncture a hole inside my ċhėst. If I lost my heart, I would instantly die, tolerating the waves of pain hitting my head. Hearing my screams filling their ears, the guests became petrified, shouting at Haruka to do something.
I didn't have the chance to look at Alex's horrified face, struggling to detach himself from the wall. I had to pull myself up to survive through the next round of attacks. Ignoring my vision getting blurrier as the hunter switched to using sharp utensil on the table. This was a battle against my poor stamina, having less than four minutes remaining in this round. Picking up the knives on the ground, I began to throw them to target the hunter. Although Micah never mentioned fighting back, who said the prey couldn't hunt the hunter?
"Run Rika. You're wasting your time by trying to attack back!" Alex feared for me.
My eyes widened when my hand had a hole in the next second, slowly beginning to panic. The force behind the knife was powerful enough to completely go through my hand. I couldn't move anymore, harshly being slammed against the walls, creating a big crater from the impact. My mind went numb as another knife punctured through my other hand to make me hang on the wall.. I was officially a prey caught by the hunter, waiting for my death.