At another section of the maze stood two opposing teams facing each other.
"Give it to us, and we will let you go." The leader of one of the teams, a purple haired man smiled cynically.
"Give you what?" A woman from the other team stepped forward.
"Do you take me for a fool, girl?" The purple haired man's smile grew wider. "I meant the map in your hands, so quickly hand it over."
"Are you retarded? The woman frowned. Didn't you also get one?" She asked. She had clearly seen this team getting a map, so she wondered if this particular man was just sick up there.
"So what if we did?" The purple haired man scoffed. "It's only half, next to useless if you ask me. But it was never specified which half it was, it might be from the front, or from the back, or even from the sides. And I'm betting not everyone got the same half, hehe." he chuckled. "So hand it over." His voice took a sinister turn."
