The stronghold was a small wooden cabin with lights still on inside and outside. At this moment, a group of "soon-to-be-dead" Red Team members squatted in rows at the cabin's entrance, each wearing a mournful face, their gaze as sharp as if it could slice Flossie Wright to pieces.
However, regardless of the resentment these "dead men" harbored, Flossie Wright sat steadily on the wooden steps outside the cabin, sipping water and munching on rations.
She was utterly relaxed.
Just like she was on vacation.
The four who arrived were simply unable to bear watching.
Such a well-organized exercise, such a tense atmosphere, utterly ruined by Flossie Wright!
After a lengthy pause, Luna Vaughan finally accepted the reality, touching her nose at Flossie Wright's actions, deep down she felt a sense of admiration.
Scenes that evoke such surprise...
Ultimately require genuine skill to pull off.
Otherwise, she would be the one squatting at the door looking all smudged and miserable.
