"Yes, I'm sure that guy has a trick up his sleeve. He left that flaw on purpose to make us let our guard down. Come on, vice president, we believe you can beat him."
Heinous, with a smile that could charm a city, said: "Everyone, thank you... I will do my best to win this battle."
"No, vice president, we believe you can definitely win."
"Hmm."
Heinous nodded forcefully in response. But, can she...? This was clearly an unknown. To say the least, Heinous herself was always on edge—not even knowing the Fatty's true strength, let alone the guild members who supported her. But if she didn't fight, it would let everyone down, and it wouldn't sound good if word got out. Thus, this battle was no longer just a challenge; it was about establishing the authority of the Sinful Hall.
Just then, a pleasant voice echoed through the guild's channel, "It's still hard for you to beat him now."
