Villain Ch 1425. Fodder
She gritted her teeth so hard her jaw hurt.
This wasn't fair. They had moved on without her. They didn't need her. They didn't even mention her.
Like she was nothing.
Like she had never mattered.
Her hands trembled. She wanted to scream, to throw something, to do anything but just sit there, feeling like she had just lost everything.
The world around her felt distant, like she wasn't even part of the game anymore—just a spectator watching other players thrive while she wallowed in frustration. She had been at the top, standing alongside the best players in the game, hunting bosses, leading raids, basking in the spotlight.
Now?
Now she was nobody.
Her lips curled into a bitter sneer, fingers drumming against her staff.
"Excuse me, miss priestess?" A voice—timid, uncertain, suddenly sounded. Her mood instantly soured. Sophia turned her gaze, her glare sharp as a blade.
Two players stood before her—both low level, barely past the starting phase.
