Chapter 593 Total Annihilation
“Run! If she hits you with a balloon hit, she doesn’t even need to wipe!”
Too late. By the time Tad shouted it, the incoming player had already taken a hit.
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Since there was no wipe animation, the player immediately gave up the rescue and tried to run, but Cassia, still carrying someone, caught up and landed another strike.
It was a direct hit. The player went down, collapsing right beside a chair.
Cassia casually hooked the person she was carrying onto a chair.
“Damn it!”
Tad’s mechanic had already turned into the brightest star in the sky.
As for the remaining three, Cassia took them down effortlessly and hung them on chairs.
Total’wipeout.
Five cipher machines, and they hadn’t even finished one. The last player didn’t even have a chance to escape through the hatch.
After losing both rounds, Cyclone was completely crushed.
It felt like Cassia’s Jack had slapped them across the face over and over, leaving them humiliated and unable to even lift their
heads.
“Well? Still think Blackwater’s a joke?” Urban stood there with his hands on his hips, pointing at Cyclone.
“You were talking big earlier. What happened? Lost your voices now? Turned into turtles hiding in their shells?”
Tad clenched his teeth and stared at Cassia.
‘W–who are you, exactly?”
‘Obscura.” Cassia handed the phone back to Urban without even sparing Cyclone a glance.
‘What? You’re Obscura?”
Hearing her say it so casually felt like a storm had slammed straight into them, leaving the entire team shaken.
As a survivor, she’d toyed with their professional hunter.
As a hunter, she’d wiped all four of them in under ten minutes!
She said she was Obscura. Whether they wanted to believe it or not, they had no choice.
“Obscura… is a girl!”
Especially for Tad, this completely shattered everything he believed about female players
He’d always assumed Obscura was a man. Never in a million years did he think it would be a woman, and one he had looked down
Chapter 593 Total Annihilation
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And yet, she was stronger than he was.
In the e–sports scene, who didn’t know the name Obscura? All the mocking talk about Obscura being overrated or leaving the team out of weakness had just been an excuse to ridicule Blackwater. Deep down, every single Cyclone member admired her.
They admired her and feared her a little.
Maybe there was some jealousy in there too. When she was still with Blackwater, they didn’t dare act up. Only after she left did they start running their mouths.
Urban looked at Cyclone, now defeated like a group of fallen generals, and felt so satisfied that he could’ve celebrated for three days straight.
“Come on. A bet’s a bet!”
All that trash talk earlier about Blackwater, about Obscura not being good enough.
Now, they’d been completely crushed. Talk about getting slapped in the face.
The Cyclone team stood there, faces flushed red and purple, fists clenched, unable to say a word.
Cassia picked up her phone and checked the time.
She’d finished the match quickly, but time had passed even faster. It was already 6.25 p.m.
“Urban, take them to the tournament officials and report their withdrawal. I’m heading out.”
With that, Cassia stood up and walked toward the KFC exit.
She didn’t even glance back.
“Got it!”
Urban and the others excitedly urged Cyclone to follow through, while the Cyclone players could only comply, faces dark, with no way out.
They’d talked too big earlier. Now they had to pay for it.
When Cassia returned to the hotel suite, Draven was already sitting on the couch, waiting.
He stood up, but before he could speak, Cassia beat him to it. “Sorry. It’s 6.50 p.m. I’m late.”
“It’s fine.” Draven looked at her, the restless feeling in his chest finally settling.
Even just half a day apart had felt like years to him.
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