A group of people dressed in black were running for their lives.
One of them looked back, saw the herd of red-eyed bulls, and said through gritted teeth,
"Why don't we just fight these crazy bulls?!"
The leader answered without looking back,
"Fight?! What have you got that can take on a Rampaging Brown Bull in subdimensional space?! Ten of you couldn't beat a single bull!"
Another black-clad runner was practically crying.
"What the fuck! Weren't we supposed to be teaching the freshmen a lesson?! How did I end up like this?! Boohoo..."
The black-clad leader answered through clenched teeth,
"You're asking me? Who the fuck am I supposed to ask? Which bored bastard stashed that much bull piss in the bushes and even rigged it to explode in a chain reaction?! Just let me catch him!"
Then he continued,
"Quick! Run faster! There's a big lake not far ahead! If we jump in, we might be able to hide our scent!"
Behind the herd, Dile ran along after them, cackling as he watched the people in black head toward the lake.
"Run! Keep running!"
After all that desperate running, the group finally caught sight of the lake.
The black-clad leader was almost in tears. How fucking long had they been running? He hadn't run this fast even during physical training. People really did need to be pushed to bring out their potential.
"Brothers! The lake's right ahead! Jump!"
With that, he took the lead and leaped toward the lake.
Like dumplings being dropped into a pot, the people in black splashed into the lake one after another.
A few bulls fell into the lake after them, but all the bulls behind them stopped, as though something in the water made them wary.
Dile covered his mouth and laughed as