Online Violence

"Sister Vanas, I don't mean any harm, but did you instigate those rumormongers?" Peasant asked in a soft voice. He was sitting next to Sylvanas in the high-level meeting of the Pioneer Alliance.

"What?" Sylvanas slammed her hand on the table and stood up. She grabbed Peasant's collar and asked angrily, "If I wanted to deal with Raintea, would I resort to using the despicable method of employing rumormongers? I'd fight with her one-on-one. After killing her hundreds of times, I'm sure she'd quit."

"But the Dungeon is a safety zone," a member of the management committee rebuked.

"What? You're accusing me of hiring those rumormongers? Are you unhappy with me? Tell me directly! Don't slander me with such filthy thoughts!" Sylvanas shouted loudly. She was on the verge of violence, no longer able to control herself.

"Enough! Keep quiet!"

Before the conflict escalated, Arthur slammed the table, and everyone kept quiet.

"Cough, cough."