@K4ne404: Heh. Good night to their servers.
Bella's eyes didn't flicker once as lines of code spilled across her screens. She leaned forward, her fingers moving fast but precise, scanning IPs, marking targets like stars on a map. The glow of her laptop danced on her face, making her look like a ghost queen leading an army of shadows.
"Well, turns out…it's HIM," Bella burst out laughing when she finally traced the source.
She slapped her palm on her bed, giggling so much her laptop wobbled.
On the other end, SyntaxQueen went silent for three seconds before facepalming so hard it echoed in her mic.
In the general chat, SyntaxQueen typed furiously:
@SyntaxQueen: BlackKnight, WHY are you helping the enemy team?!
Somehow, in the middle of his attack, BlackKnight popped up with that lazy, clueless tone:
@BlackKnight: What are you talking about, woman?
SyntaxQueen hit her head on her keyboard.
@SyntaxQueen: WHY are you attacking that company?
