(Meanwhile Leo)
Leo too logged into the livestream watching it progress from his boss room as he was particularly fascinated by the performance of his father.
Although Leo didn't care much for the old man, he couldn't help but acknowledge his undeniable skill as a player.
Unlike the common players, who only saw the undead surrendering and Jacob dispatching them with ease, Leo's keen eye picked up on the finer details.
There was an art to the way the old man moved, a grace and precision that others seemed to overlook. Where others saw simple, repetitive decapitations, Leo saw calculated strikes executed with near-perfect timing.
"The old man's improved a lot," Leo muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing as he observed Jacob's speed and agility.
