When They Beg, I Rise!

Lemira's move was devastating.

She took out two opponents in one fell swoop and left another seriously injured. After landing, her gaze briefly met the bloody aftermath on the ground where Alaric lay defeated.

Alaric, fixated on the screen, was engulfed by a wave of shock and disbelief. He knew Lemira was talented, but he had no idea she was this formidable!

But wait, Lemira hadn't always been this strong. When had she powered up?

From the moment he was captured, Alaric had resigned himself to defeat. But then Lemira swooped in, her agility and keen sense of play stabilizing the team and even turning the tide with King's move - a twelve-hit combo!

Alaric realized he might never have truly known his sister. Lemira had become a stranger to him, igniting a fear of losing her that he couldn't quite explain.

He hesitated before speaking, "You..."

But Lemira had already moved on, speaking over the headset, "Report the rest's location and status, I'll be right there."

a game character's cool retreating figure. Suddenly, he turned to cast a glance at

to him,

to reality, Alaric scrambled to catch up. Downstairs, Lemira was leading a fierce assault with the team members, her gameplay nothing short of top-level and spectacular

he valued so much was won thanks to

the deserted street and

thanks

erupted, some fans chanting for the King. Lemira was momentarily lost in thought while hearing the name, remembering it was someone who had taught her the twelve-hit combo, a man whose connection to the King she had

had she ever

never revealed himself, and no one

sound of victory cheers, her smile signifying not

first to come to her, surprised, "Lemon, you were outstanding. We couldn't have won this game without you! I knew you were secretly practicing despite refusing to join the team,

evident, relieved that Lemira

at his words; she felt a bit