Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 241

Chapter 241

Karl was on the verge of tears, his voice choked with emotion. "I'm sorry, Captain. It's all my fault. I let the team down."

He was the youngest of the lot, still green behind the ears. While his gaming skills were passable, being the last man standing in EW Club after the rest of the team had been sidelined due to injuries had put immense pressure on him. His resilience was tested, and unfortunately, he buckled under the weight of expectation.

This was the crux of EW Club's problem with their shooter position.

Karl had a long road ahead, needing at least a season to mature into the role.

Floyd clenched his jaw but softened his tone. "It's not your fault," he said reassuringly, always the pillar of calm in the stormy seas.

But even Floyd and Cordelia, the team's support, couldn't carry the game by themselves. Cordelia was new, still figuring out the dynamics of team fights, which made this scrimmage particularly challenging.

"Watch out!" Cordelia suddenly called. "Mid's gone missing."

The top laner chimed in, "Top's still here, but their jungler's MIA."

Their words triggered a collective realization, their eyes darting to Karl, who had just respawned, only to be ambushed once more by three opponents at the bottom lane.

Fuming, Karl pushed his keyboard away, taking deep breaths to calm himself.

"Stay focused," Floyd sighed, trying to stabilize the young player's morale.

Through his tears, Karl's voice trembled. "I'm so useless. If only I had launched my ultimate at the right moment, I could've escaped. But I panicked seeing them all rush at me."

Wade taunted in the public chat, "Looks like your new shooter's got stage fright, eh? Scared as a quail!"

That was the last straw for Karl.

Clay's warning to fall back, Karl charged forward

lost his composure, and

could only sigh at the

I suppose. That mid-laner's not bad, a new face?

Yates stepped up, patting Karl on the shoulder. "Step aside. Let me

taken aback, his gaze flickering

Yates took his seat, his usually defiant demeanor subdued, his fiery red hair seeming to dim in intensity

showcased his skill, dodging their assault.

a death

emerged from the bushes, their jungle and shooter working in perfect

gaming world as the notorious duo, now complemented by Cordelia's

battlefield's dynamics

teamwork, found inspiration in Yates and Floyd's example, understanding the essence of leveraging each

of the game approached with one

softly, a

move

as his

in, absorbing

the

Yates to reposition and

damage, with` Cordelia following up with

resulted in a staggering 1-for-5 trade

their support fell, while the opposing team was completely annihilated, paving the

the golden days of EW Club. Captain, the synergy between you and the

hope, "If Cordelia focuses on mage roles and we let Yates take the shooter position, we might just clinch

turn as

by their victory, their first in two months, breaking

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