Martial Online.

"Ambrose, wake up!" A faint shout echoed.

"If you don't wake up soon, you'll get thrown out of the game, and we'll get disqualified as that is registered as you being dead!

"So, wake up, please!"

"Ngh…" Ambrose mumbled, slowly opening his eyes.

He saw a sharp light and then realized he was lying on the ground with Moriarty shouting something at him.

"Ngh, what happened?" Ambrose sat up while clutching his head, as there was a strange headache pulsating through his temples.

"You suddenly fell unconscious, I think!" Moriarty shouted worryingly. "If you hadn't woken up, we would've been disqualified!"

"Right…" Ambrose started to remember what happened and touched his nose.

There were still traces of that crimson blood.

"What the hell was that?" Moriarty asked with a frown. "Are you sick or something? It would be good to know because if something like this happens again!"

"Sick? Well, I'm not too sure…" Ambrose clutched his head and thought. 'I have Humanoid Imperfecta, but it has never caused me to fall unconscious suddenly.'

"God damn it." Moriarty took a deep breath and sat down on the ground with an exhausted look. "I thought we were going to get disqualified…"

"I am sorry." Ambrose wiped the blood off his nose and said, "I'll check my health before the second round; don't worry."

"Ngh…" Moriarty sighed. "That means we still have to somehow pull through the first round first.

"Are you feeling dizzy or anything?"

"No." Ambrose shook his head, not mentioning the slight headache.

"Good." Moriarty stood up and said, "Get some rest. I'll wake you up thirty minutes before the sun is up."

"Aight…" Ambrose went back to his corner and laid down on the hard ground while closing his eyes.

'I felt like all my emotions were heightened when I fought Moriarty, then the headache returned, and I had the nosebleed.

'Why was my blood crimson? A bug in the system or what? Ugh, I don't know, but this didn't feel like an ordinary glitch.'

…

"Wake up."

Ambrose slammed his eyes open after a short, two-hour nap and rubbed his head. He saw Moriarty standing over him with a quite refreshed expression.

"I can see the light coming from the horizon bit by bit." Moriarty said. "The number of zombies is also lessening, so soon we'll go."

"All right." Ambrose nodded and felt that his headache had disappeared completely.

It felt like the previous incident was nothing but a bad dream.

"Are you feeling good?" Moriarty asked, wanting to make sure.

"Yeah, I am great." Ambrose replied with a nod and stretched his limbs as he moved over to the window to enjoy the slight, cool breeze that was flowing through.

He saw some undead still lurking outside, but just as Moriarty said, there wasn't nearly as much, and the dark sky was turning brighter with each passing minute.

At that moment, they heard footsteps coming from the stairs as Cleo and Leo came down with the loose rope following behind them that was barely obstructing their movements.

"What the hell do you want?" Moriarty asked rudely.

"Hey, little Mori Mori, are you expecting us to leave through a window or what?" Cleo shook her head with a smile. "We're here to use the front door."

"Tch." Moriarty crossed his arms and turned his gaze back to the front door, acting as if the twins didn't exist.

"Hey, handsome." Cleo waved her hand at Ambrose and pointed at her nose. "Some blood there."

"…" Ambrose touched his nose, and there was some dried-up blood stuck on his nose. He quickly wiped it away and nonchalantly turned his gaze back to the window.

"Brother, these two are so rude." Cleo pouted with a hurt expression.

"…" Leo stayed silent while following after Cleo.

Moriarty looked up at the sky through the window and saw that the dark sky vanished into a vibrant shade of orange as the sun began to rise.

"Screech!" All the undead screeched loudly and started digging to the ground to hide themselves from the burning sensation of the sun.

"They're gone; let's go." Moriarty said with a nod, and he put his hand on the door handle.

But then, a slender hand also touched the door handle.

"…" Moriarty's eyebrow twitched, and he looked at Cleo with annoyance.

"Ladies first." Cleo smiled and winked at him before opening the door and stepping outside.

At the same moment, most buildings also showed activity as the players that were hiding inside stepped outside.

Some of the buildings even had dozens of players pouring out of them, and most had worn-out expressions. It looked like they had fought plenty, and none of them dared to sleep throughout the night.

Some looked thirsty and hungry as they didn't manage to find any loot.

"Well then, goodbye, boys." Cleo waved her hand and said, "Leo, let's go."

They started running into the sunrise with great speed. They managed to pass the exhausted players in front of them with ease, and it didn't even look like they were running at their fastest pace.

"Let's go." Moriarty narrowed his eyes and ran after Cleo and Leo with Ambrose.

After making the rope looser, it was much easier to run, but they had to be careful not to accidentally get it stuck on something along the way, which was now the biggest obstacle.

Ambrose raised an eyebrow as he struggled somewhat to keep up with Moriarty, who was running at a much faster pace than yesterday.

It soon dawned on him that Moriarty was trying to catch Cleo and perhaps pass her.

'He is a very competitive person.' Ambrose picked up his pace and pushed himself harder to keep up with them.

In front of them, Cleo smiled and glanced over her shoulder at Moriarty. Her smile turned playful, and she also started to run faster.

Leo, after seeing that, easily picked up his pace and kept up with her without much of a problem.

Moriarty gritted his teeth and increased his pace even further. Now, he was running at such speeds that it caused the wind to flutter his hair around.

"Whew…" Ambrose took a deep breath, dashed forward with an increased pace, and even passed Moriarty in a matter of seconds.

They started to close in on Cleo and Leo.

"Haha!" Cleo laughed heartfully, and the fire in her eyes burned brighter than ever before.

She and Leo increased their pace even further, and the gap between them and the ones behind them began to widen.

They were also passing the players around them effortlessly, who could only sigh in frustration and watch as their positions slipped further and further away.

"God damn it, that bitch!" Moriarty screamed, and his face turned red with anger. He pushed even further, and he was now running at his maximum speed.

Ambrose started to move his legs and arms at greater speed, barely able to keep up with Moriarty. The gap between them started to shrink again.

"Ah, they can still keep up…" Cleo chuckled with slight fatigue as this was speed that even she wasn't able to keep up for too long.

Leo, on the other hand, looked like he was still jogging with room to spare.

The gap started to close bit by bit, and soon they were running side-by-side.

"Ahaha, little Mori Mori." Cleo grinned with her pearly white teeth. "Fancy seeing you here."

"Ngh." Moriarty ran with a red face and shouted. "I-Is that all you two have?"

"Oh, boy." Cleo chuckled and hopped on Leo's arms.

"Huh?" Ambrose frowned.

"Goodbye." Cleo laughed and waved her hand.

Leo narrowed his eyes and sprinted forward, instantly leaving Ambrose and Moriarty in his dust.

"What the!" Moriarty's eyes bulged in shock. "How can he run this fast while carrying someone?"

"Sheesh." Ambrose shook his head in amazement.