After winning his match, Lyrian was sent back to his solo sandbox room, which was like the game lobby. He could choose to start another match or do something else. His finger hovered over the rank button once again, but before he could click it, another message sounded from the BF voice.
"Player [One Shot] would like to join your room. Accept/Decline."
And then another one right after.
"Player [Blade] would like to join your room. Accept/Decline."
'Huh? One Shot and Blade... those sound familiar,' Lyrian slightly joked to himself. 'I guess those two aren't trying to hide their identities.' He smirked at his own joke as he accepted both requests. Within seconds, the two materialized in his world. The player with the username 'One Shot' above his head was Alten, as his main weapon was the bow. And the player whose name was 'Blade' was obviously Leon.
"Blade isn't very clever," Lyrian said as Leon walked forward. Leon looked to the side.
