On the forums, negative posts about the Martial Artists from Galaxy 118 were growing at an explosive rate.
"It's those scum from Galaxy 118 again! I was on the front lines, fighting for my life against Galaxy 99, and they were behind us snatching our spoils!"
"Damn it, the sight of Galaxy 118's emblem makes me sick! A bunch of selfish, useless bastards!"
"When you get down to it, if it weren't for those people from Galaxy 118 stubbornly guarding the entrance to the Barbaric Beast Graveyard and not letting us in, wasting all those years, how could we have gotten beaten so badly by Galaxy 99?"
"That's right! Galaxy 118 is the root of all our problems!"
A deeply pessimistic and resentful mood was spreading like wildfire throughout the entire joint private domain.
And the Martial Artists of Galaxy 118 became the perfect outlet for this resentment, practically turning into public enemies that everyone wanted to attack.
