Chapter 93
After securing the second round in a row, barely anyone was speaking on Youngun’s stream.
“...No way.”
Even Youngun himself was at a loss for words.
If Magia had taken the red pill and realized that her playstyle wasn’t suited for Combative, he figured she’d either start playing seriously or pull off a flashy solo play at least once.
But he never expected her to crack the entire round wide open.
At this point, it wasn’t just a crack—it was a full-blown crevasse.
Magia had racked up three kills in both rounds, but calling them “three kills” didn’t do them justice.
She had done it all alone, without a single teammate’s help.
The sheer impact of those kills was on a different level.
And the chat?
It was like they had completely forgotten they were mocking Magia just moments ago. Now, they were too busy tearing into the coach.
— The coach is an absolute idiot.