"Only this skill can help me. The longer I survive, the more players I take down, the safer she and her world will be."
From the moment Y128 started speaking, Rita's brows had already drawn together. When it finally finished, she simply shut her eyes.
Y128 had said the wrong thing. Lightchaser would never accept that.
Sure enough, the Lightchaser sprite—who was now about the same height as Rita—had originally been scanning the surroundings for something. But after hearing that sentence, her gaze snapped toward Y128 like a blade. She stared at it for several seconds, voice cutting cold and sharp.
"You don't know her at all."
With that, she vanished.
She left.
Y128 looked at BS-Rita, bewildered. "Why? My answer wasn't wrong."
Rita replied, "I would never say something like that."
Y128's confusion deepened. "But that's exactly who you are. Someone who coaxes others with pleasant truths to achieve her goal."
Rita didn't bristle at the evaluation. Instead, she calmly clarified:
