Chapter 79: Sprinter's Weakness? - Tattoos and CCW Training

"HOLY SHIT, BRO! THAT SHIT WAS LIKE THE MAJOR LEAGUES!"

"Huh? Major— I don't know where you got that from but what's the status of the tanker?"

"Ah— A f-few more minutes, I guess? We'll be good to go by then but— WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE EXCITED HERE?! FUCK! THAT FUCKER'S FATE WAS SEALED!"

"Take it easy, man… heh."

"C'mon! That fucker speeding up scared me even if it wasn't coming for me!"

I chuckled, "Well, good thing it didn't leap in the air and do that flying knee shit… But yeah, what's dangerous about those sprinters really is their speed. Especially when it gathered enough momentum and charged straight for us without our notice."

Tatiana added, "Much more if we encounter them in tight spaces and dimly lit areas."

"True, but pivoting is its weakness… and look at its feet," I said as I pointed at its soles.

"Hmm?"

As the two leaned forward to take a closer look, I crouched down and used my knife to reveal the area I was pointing to.