Every Squad's plans were in shambles.
Whatever tactic everyone thought they'd come up with to win this test was useless now.
Because of the stunt I pulled, people only had two real options left:
One, be smart and stay back. Don't head toward the center, since that's where the stampeding monsters were heading. Give up on capturing the flag and kiss victory goodbye.
Or two, be stupid and charge toward the center of the map. Get swept up in the chaos, fight a horde of monsters head-on, and pray you don't get trampled before even reaching the flag.
It seemed my sister and her two best friends had chosen the second option.
"Congratulations on ascending, Sammy!" Willem's mocking voice reached me from behind, clear and sharp even through the guttural growls and shrieks of the monsters closing in. "So that's why you were so cocky yesterday. You knew you outranked us."
