A notification buzzed through every device in the world as Fiona's live stream fired up.
The screen split open with a swirl of lights.
Fiona's face filled the feed, eyes bright and ready.
"Hello, Luxoria fans," she said, leaning forward with a grin.
Her hand moved to her earpiece, adjusting the volume.
"You must be wondering why I suddenly turned on my stream."
A surge of chat messages poured in:
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@StreamEdge: FIONA! She's live!
@BlazeBurst: She's gonna fight?
@CoreSpark: Vornis rematch?
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Fiona waved a hand, a light chuckle as she read the messages.
"No, no, not Vornis."
"I need to tell you that today's stream is gonna be even better than the Vornis competition."
She stood up, rolling her shoulders, the glow from her wrist device intensifying.
Her legs shifted into a combat stance, knees bent, weight balanced.
She checked her drone, which hovered beside her, scanning the ground.
"This stream," she said, pointing one finger at the screen.
