But apparently, fate was smiling at him for at that very moment, the door of the net cafe opened and a trio of young men entered.
"Damien you fucking shit! Where the fucking hell have you been?" Harry Shadowfang shouted joyfully.
Like an angel of hope - albeit a very vulgar one, Harry Shadowfang appeared once more in Damien Bloodbane's moment of need.
"Harry?" Damien Bloodbane was pleasantly surprised.
This Harry was extremely dependable!
"You appeared just in time. All of my buddies were ambushed just now, and I need to replace them in today's tournament! I got two replacements already, and with you and your girlfriend, we are back in business! Haha!" Harry Shadowfang pumped his fist victoriously while his eyes glinted with the thought of revenge.
"Ambushed?" Damien Bloodbane raised his eyebrow slightly.
"Harry's team is in the final. I guess the opposing team is too scared to face them head on in the BGA." One of Harry's buddies said.
