Chapter 15: LEVEL 2 HIGH EATER: THE TANKER.
The Runner snarled, crouching low, muscles coiled. Across from it, the Tanker let out a deafening roar that shook every table in the cafeteria.
Johnquis took a step back, voice shaky.
"Okay... We need plans."
He looked at the Runner.
"We play smart. You aim for the weak spots, I stay alive. That’s the deal."
The Runner didn’t wait. It shot forward, kicking off the ground, launching itself straight into the side of the Tanker with a blinding burst of speed.
But the Tanker didn’t flinch.
It pivoted, one massive arm slamming down.
The Runner barely dodged, spinning midair landing sideways off a table and kicking into its stomach with enough force to crack the tile.
Still, the Tanker stood.
"Oh, this one’s gonna be a pain..."