C-Rank Ranked Match — The Encircling Net

And Gamma…

Not here. She got away.

“?!”

My Radar lit up with a whole cluster of player icons. Eleven of them!

“Shoot. She called in her friends…!”

One against eleven. This is bad. Let a crowd that size close in around me and I’ll seize up, frozen stiff. I need to run. There’s no way I can take this.

Distance! Distance! With enough distance, a crowd doesn’t rattle me! If I’ve just got the distance, I can bring them all down!!

The icons were fast, closing the distance by the second.

“…N-n-no good! The Thruster gap between us is...