When They Beg, I Rise!

Alaric felt like his mind had been through a blender. All those secret strategies, they were Lemira's brainchild.

Alaric hadn't taken them seriously before, but with the finals looming and no suitable gunner in sight, he'd decided to give Lemira's suggestions a shot to avoid making any unexpected mistakes. Staring at the computer screen in disbelief, he couldn't believe that SweetLemon was Lemira. His character bolted from the room, "Who are you, really?"

He'd been in denial all along. But now, he had to face the truth!

Why had Lemira hidden her identity, played him for a fool, and refused to rejoin his team?

Lemira dodged Alaric's confrontational stance, "Better save those moves, they won't work on me!"

"Lemira, is that you? Answer me!"

Her response was cool, "I told you before, your moves are full of defects, and it seems nothing's changed."

With that, Lemira's character jumped in the air, launching into a counterattack, leaving Alaric unable to fend off and collapsing on the ground.

Lemira had won, advancing to the top 90! The chat exploded with excitement.

[Wow, Ms. Lemon, you just took down a pro!]

be a bit of a jerk, but he's got skills

their match spread like wildfire

the sympathy card and bad-mouthing SweetLemon during her stream to gain followers, was shocked to see the news of Alaric's defeat. Impossible! How

set out

after the match, he just wandered off, didn't talk to

her foot in frustration. How could he

to the battle between Alaric and her,

had never

after her analysis. Checking her phone, she found

replying. [Does it matter if

out a weary smile,.[It's not what you think. Streaming isn't easy, it's a mixed

[I know.]

with Alaric's company. If you're seen as family,

idea amusing. Alaric,

why

message. Soon, another message from

I ask only

[Which team