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"On the count of three, I'm going to distract them with these wooden boards. Then, you will come and beat the crap out of them!" Yup, I definitely have the best plan ever. Taehyung, on the other hand, seems to disagree and rolls his eyes in disbelief.

"Okay, if you don't like my plan that much, why don't you purpose something?" I snap, crossing my arms against my chest. This should be good. 

"How the hell are you going to distract them? They are experienced fighters; they know every tactic in the game." 

"Easy, I'll just throw these boards at them, and you can knock them out with one punch." I explain my plan with a wide grin. "Besides, you are also an experienced fighter! Just do your magic and we can escape easily!" 

Taehyung groans loudly and smacks his hand on his forehead. 

"There's like twenty of them. Do you think you can distract them all?" Oh... Good point.

"What do you suggest?" I ask instead, curious to see if this loser has a better plan. 

He coughs in his hand and adjusts himself to a comfortable sitting. 

"We are going to run." Wait what? That's it? That's the better plan? What the Taehyung...

"Are you crazy?!" He simply smirks, and I notice a dark glint in his eyes. He's totally serious.

"If someone gets in our way, you are going to fight them." WAIT WHAT? This plan is outrageously stupid. Who the hell does he think I am? Me? FIGHT?!

"Why don't you fight them?" I retort angrily. "You're the experienced fighter!" Please tell me this is the one time Taehyung is messing around with me.

"My point exactly. You can't fight them - not even with your boards. Do you realize the flaw in your plan now?" Suddenly, he grabs my wrist and tightens his hold. "Just shut up and run." Before you know it, we are literally running for our life. 

Welp... If I die today, I'm blaming my death on Taehyung.