On the livestream channel—

“Ahh, I can’t believe my eyes!”

“Xyla: I can kill all four of you all by myself.”

“Xyla: Come on, keep trying to bully me. Watch as I kill all of you.”

“Those haters can come out and do a livestream of themselves doing a handstand while they poop.”

“Why are all the haters so quiet now?”

“Xyla: You guys don’t know the pro moves. Let me teach you.”

Meanwhile, all the haters fell silent.

Xyla remained oblivious about the comments as her champion returned to the city to buy potions in the game.

“Let’s go to the dragon’s pit,” she told her teammates.

As much as the audience was impressed by her moves earlier, Xyla felt equally impressed with herself as she felt a sense of satisfaction at how she had significantly improved so far.

Her teammates began praising her over their microphones, including Alex, who never offered anyone compliments.

After defeating the dragon, they ended the game with a single wave.

Xyla felt a little tired, so she set her lapto