It didn't take long for Averie's fanatics to invade the live stream.
With zeal that could put a knight of the medieval inquisition to shame, they immediately began a purge.
- Extinguish the non-believers!
As if it were the roar of a general on a battlefield, the army of Averie's fans began harassing the trolls and spammers.
- No mercy for the heathens! Burn them!
There was chaos in the chat, but Averie didn't address any of that.
He had no idea what to do with that particular group, and he wasn't enthusiastic about the idea either.
He convinced himself that there was nothing wrong and read only the few sane comments.
- Who's the third girl?
"She is Celli. She recorded some music for this game. We met a while back, and here we are."
- You skipped a few steps there.
Suddenly, Averie had an idea.
It was enlightenment at its best.
"Which one is the prettiest?" he asked mischievously.
The girls looked at each other, and the chatters sweated buckets.
