"Shadow Scorpion, what are you spacing out for?"
"The mission target is right in front of you. You didn't miss it, did you? No, you only got one eye cut blind; you should see clearly!"
"It's a great chance. The enemy is surrounded by your illusion, kill him quickly, act now!"
The urgent voice drilled into Shadow Scorpion's eardrums without any buffer—Iron Claw was speaking in the communication channel.
If anyone else in the team used this tone, Shadow Scorpion would undoubtedly think they were being sarcastic and mocking on purpose.
But when it's Iron Claw, Shadow Scorpion can only assume that although the other is gloating, he is sincerely urging him to take action.
"Iron Claw, that fool!"
The rage that Shadow Scorpion had just extinguished in his heart was suddenly reignited like hot oil being poured on it, and it burned even stronger than before.
