At the hotel, Aaron’s E-sports team was immersed in last-minute training before the big showdown.

Every face bore the same grim expression as if they were each carrying the weight of a debt of millions.

“We’re team fighting! You blind?”

“You’re the one to talk! Baron got stolen!”

“Shut up, you two feeders! We’re underfarmed. Stop rushing into fights!”

“Can we all just focus, please? The tournament’s the day after tomorrow!”

The last to speak was Bennett, the team’s good-natured captain. He had not seen Vivienne at the club’s meeting the other day.

“Shut up!” The three of them rounded on Bennett in unison.

Although Bennett was the captain, his authority paled in comparison to the team’s youngest member, Aaron. His seniority was the only reason he held the title.

He sighed. The team’s recent losing streak had morale at rock bottom, and Kenneth’s taunts had only added insult to injury.

He was relieved Aaron was not there; else, fists might have flown.

Aaron could not find humor in the quarrels inside.

These clashes were common, and their seven-game losing streak, a stark reversal from their previous seven-win streak, was a tough pill for anyone to swallow.

With Aaron around, they managed to keep it together, but in his absence, tempers flared even hotter.

Vivienne frowned. She remembered when this team was a united force set on claiming the championship. Now, it was a stark contrast.

“Vivienne…” Aaron bowed his head, too ashamed to look Vivienne in the eye.

a loud bang, Vivienne kicked the door

in their seats. Quentin, known for his hot temper, slammed his headset onto

Kenneth, not again…

all stood up, crowding around as they recognized

we thought you

Vivienne, we’ve got a fighting

Aaron, we’ll

with a mix

eyes shining

stormy. “You call yourselves pro

and hope dimmed in their eyes. The room fell into an awkward silence, and

spoke up. “Vivienne, everyone’s

an eyebrow. “Oh? Now you remember

fingers. Despite being the

all too well how

could he do if he was disrespected by his teammates, overlooked by

Championships. Who would respect a spent force

chair. “Bennett, you’re the captain. You’re supposed to set the example and earn their respect. But all you do is play peacemaker.

of inferiority wash over him. “I…

to defend Bennett, but he did

record for the highest kills in Hawk Club. You have the highest solo-win rate. When you

the glory

turned her gaze to Quentin. “Got a big temper,

being the loudest, even outside

not good enough…” Quentin mumbled a response, clearly

despite the club’s higher-ups not approving? He bet his entire career on you! Before you entered this

color. It was indeed true that he would have never

you,” Vivienne continued, turning to Fergus, “When you couldn’t crack the top ten, who was the one who trained with you day and

was… The captain,” Fergus

pull you out, who traveled miles to bring you back, got beat by your parents, and ended up in the hospital for three days to save your

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