Nadia arrived at nine with two bags of noodles, shaking rain off her hood while Ashley cleared the whole couch. The laptop waited on the coffee table, the full exhibition paused at Yenna's raised horn above the reinforced guild field.
"You promised me one whole replay without a single dashboard tab," Nadia said, dropping the bags beside the keyboard.
Ashley lifted both empty hands above the laptop, "Dashboard closed, night queue belongs to the night team, I swear on these noodles."
"Good, press play before I steal your share."
The horn dropped, and Darven Holt drove his spear straight at the original body while Oric's shield closed the front. Blunted arrows hissed from Ilsen's side as Hajin's camera swung low, catching the clone only at the frame's left edge.
Nadia leaned so close her chopsticks hovered right over the trackpad.
"Wait, wait, wait, why doesn't the copy just summon itself another sword?"
