Lemira stood in the hallway, locking eyes with Alaric.

Alaric, feeling his pride wounded, struck first, "Came for a good laugh, did you? Find it amusing to see our team being mocked? Happy now?"

Lemira's expression was cold, "It's because you were outplayed."

Just then, the IronVow team made their way to the backstage area. Lemira turned her gaze to the captain of Iron Vow who said those provocative remarks earlier, "Got a question for you. Are you an orphan, with no parents to speak of?" The captain of IronVow scowled, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Exactly what it sounds like. With that foul mouth, I thought maybe you lost your parents early, with no one to teach you manners."

"Why you little brat, dare to say that again?"

Lemira had clearly struck a nerve. She shot back, "In the upcoming match, if you lose, then I want a public apology in front of the press for what you said about my parents!"

"You think we'll lose? You're dreaming!"

to take the bet? Feeling

bait, "Fine, but if you lose, your

stormed

win. However, the

lose, you're apologizing yourself. You're not even a team member. Who gave you

guy to

here makes me

pressed her lips together, saying

glanced around,

"Don't know. She ran off

Eve did that just because she really wants to win. She can't be blamed for getting a

Eve's such hard worker, staying up late night after night training on her computer. She's really putting

were a bit

with no talent to speak of, of course, it would require immense effort.

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