Leo didn’t even draw a weapon. He simply walked through the player, his "Reach" script allowing him to land a punch from ten feet away. With one click, the attacker was sent flying across the map, hitting a brick wall with enough force to glitch his character model into the floor. "Hacker," the chat box hissed.
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He sighed, reached for his mouse, and began looking for a new alt account. The cycle of the script never really ended; it just moved to a different server. Leo didn’t even draw a weapon