Nine racers bolted off in their fastest swimming speeds. Water created mini waves behind them like there were m
However, one remained behind, watching the rest go with a grin on his face.
"What's John doing?!"
"Maybe he expected a gunshot to start the race"
"I don't think he's that dumb. Just look at that creepy smile"
"How certain are we that John wasn't a serial killer before the apocalypse?"
"What are you talking about? You literally grew up with him!"
"Yeah, so? When has that ever stopped people from being serial killers?"
"... True. But you're a terrible friend"
"Come on. Everyone knows that best friends are terrible friends. I'm just doing exactly what I should be doing"
"Everyone shut up. Look! He's finally doing something...
"TIDAL WAVE!" John shouted out a spell name just as someone announced that he was doing something...
A wave rose in front of the nine who had gone ahead of him.
Before they knew it, they were getting pushed back as they fought against it.
