The Player's System

Toxic Tears

The birds were intentionally flying over the heads of the team members. They were the slaves of the Hidden Python. On the promise of setting them free; Hidden Python gave them the responsibility to finish this team. The other two teams got severe damage in the Dead Breath Area on the other side. The leftover players were running around aimlessly. 

The Hidden Python was assured that the other two teams would not be able to reach the second door of the abandoned district. This third team surprisingly made through which was unexpected. None of the experienced players could ascertain the irregular form of the poison air. This district was the occupied dwelling of the Hidden Python. 

All other creatures were its slave and follow the orders accordingly. The other creatures were forced this way because the Hidden Python poisoned every creature purposefully. The whole district became the poison district even the insects were poisonous; this was the reason that the feet of the team members were getting harmed without them knowing it. The dewdrops fallen on the grass were also poisonous. 

The tears were similar to acid. Sashi looked at her hand. The skin completely burned, leaving a small hole in the hand. It was not bleeding however it was stinging immensely. She was screaming and the team head was shouting to cover against the toxic birds. Jake was fortunate because in the weapon selection; he chose a single-player shield. Junan gathered all team members and Albert opened the big shield. 

In the eyes of the team head: among other professions \'Shieldman\' was one of the beneficial professions created by the game developers. The birds were still crying toxic tears and flying over. 

"This game is created just to kill the players in the very opening of the level." Sashi looked at her hand and gulped a dry breath. She had been a player of various games and it had been one year that she joined \'Sovereign Rulers\' the present temporary game \'Portal world\' was designed with insane levels. Their journey just started and they were nearly on their knees. Currently, they were bent on their knees and hiding under the shield which portrayed their situation. 

The tears were dropping on the shield now. The birds seemed very well organized. 

Junan looked at the time running on their heads and twitched. "We cannot keep hidden under the shield when the time is running low. Use your weapons or else we will remain here for the rest of time." 

Junan glared at those who were scared out of their wits. 

"They are so many and I don\'t have enough arrows." Orin cleared his throat seeing the team head standing in the boiling waters. 

Junan did not say a word instead gave him a square look. 

"I got it; killing single one matters too." Orin coughed, squirming under his look, making way through the shield. 

In the next few moments, a quarter of the toxic birds fell on the ground with the attack of the arrows. 

It was such a pity that Jake was holding a shield and his other hand couldn\'t work. He slowly dragged his feet toward the big shield thinking that perhaps the big shield could accommodate him as well. The shield was big, however, not big enough to accommodate the seven players along with their exaggerated weapons. 

"I cannot use my pistol; make space for me as well." He worriedly asked the team head and pointed to his other hand. 

The team head understood his worry. They were already mingling up with each other in a very odd manner for the fear of acidic tears. Nevertheless, the team head gestured them to make space. 

They felt that the team head was ordering them to embrace each other since it was the only way to create enough place for the seventh player. They held their tongues in between their teeth and followed the orders. They were paying the price for choosing a hand-to-hand type of weapons. Jake placed the shield aside and crawled inside the bigger shield. He held his pistol and took several shots. The numbers were decreasing again and the acidic rain came to halt after a long time. The birds were dead on the ground. 

Junan sneaked through the shield and confirmed that none of the birds was flying at their heads anymore. They were being careful because looking at the injury of the female player told them that only a few of these acidic tears could eliminate the player from the game with multiple injuries. 

"This is concrete proof that something is trying to stop us; now it is more than ever compulsory for us to look for the specific mark." Junan surveyed the area where the colony was present and now blasted leftovers were presenting a clear picture of invasion. 

Jake understood what the team head was implying. He has no qualm following this player because his attention was as similar as him, \'Clear the level\' The \'Detective\' of the team was walking towards the destroyed part of the colony. The half shaken cottage was built against something which was hiding the back view. A few further steps make him stagger because a big lizard was hiding there. 

He was yet to call out for the team head when another player appeared. He was from the second team and had caught the sight of the second door coincidently. Seeing another player he pointed his modern gun toward Orin. Orin stepped back. 

As soon as the lizard caught sight of the player; it spat out the poisonous saliva. Since Orin stepped back; the poisonous saliva killed the opponent player. 

Orin witnessed this and ran madly. He was not going to wait for another spat of the lizard. Junan saw him running wildly and stopped. "Did you see the Hidden Python already?" Junan constricted his brows and asked. Orin composed himself. He was aware of his immature actions. Being a player; he should immediately think soberly as to how he could tackle the situation.