Chapter 122

Miranda quickly closed it. Luckily, due to a slight lag, her phone hadn't yet been projected onto the big screen, so the audience was none the wiser.

The final exhibition match was more of a fun interlude, and no one really expected Miranda and her makeshift team to perform miracles. After all, how could a last-minute group stand a chance against a semi-professional team with practiced synergy?

But what happened next left everyone slack-jawed.

Miranda's gameplay was indistinguishable from that of a seasoned pro! Sebastian, though less familiar

with the game, adapted quickly and complemented Miranda's moves with incredible coordination and explosive attacks.

"Support," Miranda directed.

"Got it," Sebastian replied.

"That was quick," Miranda noted.

"On it," Sebastian confirmed.

The Shadow Reapers had underestimated them, utterly blindsided by their opponents' prowess. Lysander

difficult to believe as he

this really Miranda? Her skills

this good?" one

secretly

it's

floored. She hadn't expected Miranda to not only know how to play but

me Miranda was this

Mr. Everhart can coordinate

secretly practicing? How else

Reapers just get

they supposedly new to the game? I thought they

play. Well, who's

kill! What's this

a closer look, that is Miranda we're talking about! Unlike you, a total loser."

at the exact same

stood up, faces a mix of shock and excitement. The audience was buzzing, the

was an exhibition match, the producers left the result ambiguous, neither confirming who was faster

their voices a chorus of admiration. "Miranda,

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