The needle of the Compass spun slowly.
It soon pointed in a direction, but the target seemed extremely far away and was still constantly on the move.
’He runs pretty fast...’
Seraphina Sullivan thought, shelving her plan to track Solomon Ennis for now.
The priority was dealing with the immediate crisis.
Their own situation.
Right now, she and Sean Chandler were the most conspicuous targets.
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before they were cornered by "acquaintances."
They watched as a group emerged from another street corner.
They, too, had been drawn by the pillar of light.
But they never expected to run into Dustin Sullivan, Julian Shaw, Trevor Tanner, and Coco Sullivan.
Both sides froze. The atmosphere instantly grew tense and heavy.
Dustin Sullivan, in particular, was filled with a complex mix of emotions.
He had been leading his team, following the pillar of light to "hunt" any potential Divine Favored they might find.
He hoped to secure the precious slot that would allow a direct return for his team.
He had even braced himself for what was to come.
If their target wasn’t too strong, the four of them working together would stand a chance.
It wasn’t about personal grudges, merely survival.
He had to give his sister, or anyone else on his team, a chance to leave this instance—now an Inferno—alive.
But Dustin Sullivan had never, ever imagined...
...that the ones marked by the pillar of light would be the two people he least wanted to fight and was least confident of defeating.
Seraphina Sullivan and Sean Chandler.
The expression on Julian Shaw’s face shifted from initial wariness and eagerness to sheer astonishment.
That was followed by an undisguisable awkwardness.
He cleared his throat, breaking the silence as he waved a hand.
"Hey, what a... what a coincidence. We meet again."
After that, Julian Shaw was at a loss for words, unsure of what else to say.
For a moment, everyone on the ruined street stood facing each other in silence.
The only sounds were the faint roars of distant zombies and the mournful cry of wind whistling through the broken walls.
Everyone knew exactly what was going on.
The rules of the instance had been completely overturned.
The brief trust and understanding they had built fighting side-by-side...
...had become incredibly fragile in the face of this blatant "kill quota."
No one could guarantee that the other side wouldn’t suddenly turn on them, tempted by the great prize of a return slot.
After all, they had only worked together a few times. It wasn’t a life-or-death bond.
Especially since they weren’t even from the same world.
The bedrock of their trust had crumbled along with the old system.
The fact that they hadn’t immediately drawn their weapons was a testament to their immense restraint and a final shred of decency.
In the midst of this tense and awkward standoff, the sound of hurried footsteps and faint shouts echoed from the distance!
"Quick! This way! The two pillars of light are close together! There have to be Divine Favored here!"
"This is our chance to strike it rich! Kill them and we can go home!"
Clearly, the beacon-like pillars of light emanating from Seraphina and Sean Chandler had attracted new "predators."
Seraphina glanced in the direction of the voices.
Then she looked at the conflicted expressions on the faces of Dustin Sullivan and his three companions and quickly made her decision.
She didn’t want to get into a pointless conflict here, especially one that could escalate into a multi-sided free-for-all.
She took a deep breath and looked at Dustin Sullivan.

Dustin Sullivan and his three companions were left standing there, staring at one another.
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