The virtual world of Warstar had never witnessed such a spectacle.
From all across the 11th server, players tuned in, whether through live broadcasts, player streams, or in-game observation from nearby cliffs.
The Canyon of Ruins, once a mere hunting ground had become the arena of legends, where five players stood against an entire coalition of top guilds.
For the past hour, Lord Doom's crew had defied logic, turning a thousand-player siege into an unimaginable slaughter.
The sheer skill, the flawless terrain usage, the overwhelming momentum; they had all convinced the world that perhaps, just perhaps, these five were not human. That maybe, just maybe they could actually do the impossible.
But then, everything changed.
The once-chaotic army of the top guilds suddenly moved with terrifying efficiency as if under the leadership of a new democratic regime.
