Screaming until her voice was about to dry out, she finally encountered an incident in a somewhat familiar alley where she could uphold justice.
The white-robed young man from her stories was sitting on a small stool, swiftly operating his smartphone in landscape mode, muttering incessantly.
"It's over, I'm going to die."
"You're too strong! Can you spare me?"
"No, no! Go jungle instead of chasing me!"
"For heaven's sake, someone please save me! I've already respawned twice!"
"Your teammates are so strong, can you give me a break?!"
The person sitting next to him on a similar stool was dressed in a dusty gray robe with makeup resembling an old woman.
"You're finished!"
"Why are you running with such thick skin as a Titan?!"
"I'll make sure you stay in the fountain, not daring to come out!"
With both having long legs, sitting on the small stools made it look like they were sitting directly on the ground.
