Chapter 238

Karl glanced over at Cordelia, only to see her already acclimated to her new keyboard, fingers dancing over the pink keys matched with its coordinating mouse. This sight only added to his irritation.

They were here for a competition. Why the need for such girly gear?

As he pondered, the door suddenly burst open. The EW Club's coach stormed in, his brow furrowed as he announced, "CM challenged us to a scrimmage."

CM, the perennial underdogs led by Wade, chose now of all times to throw down the gauntlet, clearly aiming to mess with their heads, knowing full well that today marked the debut of their new marksman.

Floyd was the first to respond, "Just decline it."

The coach shook his head, "Wade tweeted it. If we decline, it'll look like we're scared. But going now..."

His gaze drifted to Cordelia, skepticism written all over his face.

Putting aside the question of skill, every player has their own style. It takes time to gel as a team before facing off in official competitions.

The newbie couldn't possibly mesh with the team on short notice.

Floyd frowned, checking his phone to indeed find Wade's tweet:

"Wanna scrimmage? @EW Club"

Followed by a slew of taunts:

-Do they dare? LOL.

-If I were EW Club, I'd jump at the chance. New marksman and all, it's the perfect way to mesh, especially against a team like CM.

-Right. No reason to decline. Bring it on.

-If EW Club backs out, I'm unfollowing. Can't respect that.

Using the threat of losing followers to coerce them. Clever.

heart, Floyd finally said, "Let's

Karl cut in, "But Waller's shoulder needs a rest

the marksman. Despite playing through pain, his arm would be so sore after a match, it was nearly

frustrated, knew their position at the pinnacle of the gaming world was at stake. CM was pushing them

arm will just

PM, and professional gamers were no strangers to

in his twenties with a bit of extra weight, winced as

it! I can

face of defeat, they had to show

would never back

by Waller's resolve, the team rallied, "Right,

determination, Floyd nodded, "Alright, let's

should practice

CM, they couldn't

the team's sentiment. Even Floyd nodded in agreement. Putting Cordelia in the game

made, the coach set up the game room for the

his station,

at his watch, "Give me

stepped out, and upon returning, he handed Yates a bowl of oatmeal, "Your stomach's been acting up. Eat on time.

Yates was taken aback.

of caring that made you feel

chair upon entering, something no one else

And now...

and warmth. The oatmeal was perfect, its warmth

taking the bowl to the coach, promising more in a couple

"I'm not a kid, stop treating me like

he didn't move

then returned to his station, leaving

Cordelia, seeing the team

preoccupted with the scrimmage

familiarize herself

1v1 mode, randomly matching

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