The champion looked confident in her skills. No one dared to challenge her now that she had won 11 consecutive games in a row. Even the cafe wonders did not dare fight against her because they were afraid of her.
Everyone except Olivier seemed to be giving the champion some distance so that she did not get triggered by them.
"M-Miss Nike, think about what the master would say once he realizes that you are not at home. My job would…"
"Stop thinking about your job all the darn time and let me play in peace. So, who is next? Who wants to die by my hands next? I am willing to take on anyone."
Seeing how no one else was willing to step up, Olivier decided that he would be the one to challenge Nike.
Something about her attitude reminded him too much of the beginner players he used to train. All of them used to be brats once upon a time.
'Ah, this is such a familiar attitude. It makes me want to put this champion in her place.'
