The chase for the piglet and the boar continued as is but looking through the feed from the cameras strewn around the play area, there was more fighting than chasing their targets.
The only ones still chasing after the main targets were the twins though they were derailed a few times because they had to defend themselves.
Well, they didn't always throw down or try to knock their opponents out because it would be difficult to fight and run at the same time, and taking their eyes off their target just might cost them the win.
The most that they did was to fight for a few seconds before continuing the chase and they would always succeed in throwing off their pursuers because they thought the twins would dig deep and fight until either side was down.
But to their disbelief, the twins would just run like they wouldn't give as much EXP when they defeated them and the twins would already be several feet away before their 'fight' even heated up.
The twins had the biggest advantage out of all the participants in the game—because they took care of these animals and probably knew some of their mannerisms—but I noticed something about the two after watching them for a while.
'Interesting...'
The game had already been going on for quite a while but the two were still running with their foot straight down the pedal and on full cylinders. Granted, anyone on my crew could keep up with their pace but it was a different story when chasing someone—or in this case, a little piglet that could easily sprint forward and even change directions.
Furthermore, the terrain wasn't exactly 100-meter dash material and the water on their clothes was an additional factor to take into account.
At some point, anyone should already be catching their breaths but the twins weren't.
Sure, they didn't look like they were chilling but they didn't look like they were hard of breathing either.
With that said, the two still moved as gracefully as they should and I even saw a shadow of how Cynthia moved in this game the last time we were here. The two were sometimes moving in complete unison, which added more charm or something similar when watching them and a question just popped into my head.
'What sort of training is Mr. Cuervo making her girls do?'
Speaking of girls that trained under Mr. Cuervo's tutelage, Cynthia seemed to be doing something entirely different.
I saw her on one corner of the screen chasing after a guy wearing tight clothing and she looked fucking pissed. From the time Cynthia spent with us in our own place, I've never seen her like that and the only thing I could think of right now was that the other party must've said or done something.
At one point, the main target and the twins passed by Cynthia, and she didn't even look the other way. Her eyes were dead set on the man right in front of her and she wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted.
Too bad the subtitle guy wasn't able to do the same thing for whatever happened to the two but I guess we'd just see how it would go.
At this point, my focus was now on the Ramil guy and I believe I saw him in the highlight reel earlier.
The guy had a decent build like the rest of the champions though his best feature—aside from his height—was his lower half. Let's just say that he was one of those dudes that probably did twice the reps on leg day or every day was just leg day to him.
He could reach farther distances with each stride because of his long legs and I bet it would hit worse than a 2-inch diameter whip if he went for a nasty slice.
Furthermore, he didn't look like he was in a hurry or was trying to win the game and it seemed like he just joined this one to specifically fuck with Cynthia. He was basically running circles around her and anyone that tried to interfere just got shut down in an instant.
We saw him send a goat several feet into the air with just his kicking power alone and the other participant he kicked straight on the chest had never gotten up and was just picked up by the medical staff.
'Hmm...'
Several scenarios popped into my head as I was watching him but it suddenly faded when I saw him stop in his tracks and looked toward a corner before licking his lips and adjusting the bulge inside his shorts.
I don't know why but he started to scratch his balls amidst the game and he even sniffed his fingers in front of the cameras hovering above him.
It's just that when I looked over the corner his eyes locked into for a moment, I didn't know whether I'd be worried or glad he set his eyes on those two people.
Tatiana and Quinn were busy beating down another unfortunate pair that came across their way and the creep was fast approaching. However, a loose brick came flying into the air and almost landed on the head of the motherfucker and that made him stop in his tracks.
If he walked one more step, it would've caused serious damage and his tune instantly changed as he turned around. He looked like he was about to kill the person that threw the brick but his expression slightly wavered when he discovered that Cynthia was the one that actually threw it in his direction.
Like a miracle, subtitle-kun emerged from the shadows.
[You got a fucking death wish, sweetie?]
[Hmph! I almost got you—]
[Hah! You're a fucking whore, right? Why are you mad for getting felt up? I said I'll pay you later.]
[You'll pay for something alright...]
[Nice threats! You can't even keep up with me! I even slowed down so I could see your tits jiggle about, or do I have to pay extra for that also? Trust me, I'm this close to smashing your face in and if you don't promise to suck my dick for free, your mouth will be out of commission for a while. So, what are you gonna do?]