Surrounded by the Underground Bounty Hunter Group, a bead of cold sweat slid down Iya's forehead.
Being encircled atop the cages, she could have utilized the gaps between them to escape.
But now, with the Underground Bounty Hunters forming a semicircle, three layers deep on both the inside and outside at the exit, Iya had no way to retreat.
Her own attacks were ineffective; to concentrate fire and take down a single Bounty Hunter was like a drop of water in a bucket, leaving Iya clueless about what to do next.
Everything that had happened in the alley flashed before her eyes.
If it were the familiar forest, she could have used the trees for cover and guerrilla tactics to gain an advantage.
But in enclosed space combat, she stood no chance of winning.
If she couldn't change the situation, history would repeat itself; she would once again be trapped in a corner with no strategy available.
"What would he do if he were here?
Think quickly.
Like him, think quickly.
