Chapter 3: THE LEASH BOY.
Johnquis froze when he saw their faces. That look disgust, disbelief, it hit him hard. Just like back in school. That old feeling came rushing in.
The girl continued, "Randy, that’s Johnquis! From our batch at school, remember? The guy with the chain! We used to call it The Leash! He’s the one who fights up close, hugging every Eater to death!"
She burst out laughing. "Oh man, I can’t believe it’s really him!"
"Oh shit, Johnquis! The Leash Boy!"
Randy laughed loud. "Still dragging that thing around? How’s the grind treating you, huh?"
Johnquis’s voice wavered slightly.
"Hey. Uh, yeah, hello. Good to see you two again. I didn’t recognize you... congrats on reaching bronze—"
Randy cut him in.
"Of course you didn’t recognize us. You only ever had eyes for your little sister. The sister who ended up way stronger than her big bro. The one who was supposed to protect her."
The girl laughed.
"Man, we have to drop him. He’s dead weight. The weakest Eater Blade ever. Like why is he even here? Look at him, it’s been three months since we graduated, and he’s still unranked. He hasn’t even unlocked his first skill. What the hell?"