However, they had just rested for a few seconds when they heard the sound of "da-da-da" footsteps—lots of them, with different weights, moving very fast.
Oliver's face instantly went pale.
Marcus Shaw grabbed Oliver's wrist at once, yanked him behind himself to cover his figure, and turned sideways while hissing a "shhh——" at him.
Oliver shut his mouth, forced himself to stay calm, and clutched the flashlight tightly with his fingers.
The footsteps came closer and closer.
Finally——
Just as the people were about to arrive, Oliver raised his hand and switched the flashlight on, sweeping the beam toward them. At the same time, he directly charged forward.
Marcus Shaw narrowed his eyes, watching everything, reacting even faster than Oliver. The instant the light swept over them, Marcus noticed what those people were wearing and realized they were allies. He hurriedly grabbed Oliver, who was rushing past him, and shouted, "They're not enemies!"
"Huh?"
Oliver was stunned.
