"TAHER WON! TAHER WON HIS GAME!" Bagas roared, even to the point that most of the people around him turned around to look at what was going on there. However, the boy couldn't care less, as right now, he was possessed by a demon, and he was keeping spouting everything inside his mind enthusiastically. "IT TAKES ONLY 25 MOVES FOR HIM! REMEMBER HIS NAME, YOSEPH. THEOFILUS. TAHER!"
Jinxzi: Let's fucking go!
Breansei124: Now we are 1-1, right?
JonahBTr: Damn! If only Master Susanto could survive and force a draw!
Hilda99: Come on, Yoseph! This is your moment!
Even though Taher didn't really know the existence of the audience's support on the Internet, that was probably the least thing he cared about right now. He had his heart racing so fast, his face flushed red in excitement, and even his hands trembled violently due to the enthusiasm brought by this game.
