"Prepare yourself, loser,"
"You have won only one match, dumbo,"
"Oh, we can discuss that after I triumph in this round," Ziana shot back, her voice laced with a mocking laugh as she took hold of her joystick. Her gaze lingered on Zayden, who was getting ready to engage in another battle with her. A smile tugged at her lips at the sight.
Zayden met her gaze, a smile playing on his lips as he casually rolled up his sleeves. It was a curious turn of events, considering they had recently squabbled during lunch. Ziana had taken his dismissive comments about human inventions rather personally, leading her to challenge him to this battle where AI combatants dueled with laser swords on the screen, controlled by the handheld devices they held in their hands.
