When They Beg, I Rise!

Lemira's reply rendered the air thick with tension.

The reporters, not expecting Lemira would give them this kind of answer, was caught off guard, thinking how she behaved without considering their feelings.

And Alaric? He was seething, unable to fathom how Lemira could so blatantly underestimate his capabilities.

Evelina jumped in, "Lemmy, how could you say that? The game hasn't even started yet. Our team has been giving it our all. You can't just dismiss us because you think you've got a natural talent for this."

Alaric's face was a mask of barely concealed fury, stunned by Lemira's blunt dismissal. But Lemira just curled her lips up coldly, "I was just kidding. Don't take it so seriously."

Evelina pressed on, "Lemmy, walking away from the game is one thing, but raining on our parade is another."

"I'm just looking out for you guys. I don't want you getting too cocky before the match and then screwing up when it matters."

As Lemira spoke, she glanced at the reporters, "After all, Alaric's right about one thing - it's not just about raw skill. Team dynamics play a huge part. Ms. Sterling and Alaric have a good rapport, enough to bulldoze through any challenge and crush the opposition." Alaric's expression soured. He knew Lemira was mocking him.

Evelina couldn't swallow the jibe, "Lemmy, did you just come here to gloat?"

I'm here as a special guest. Otherwise,

in Lemira's hand, "Goddess Lemira,

didn't think the fans would be so enthusiastic,

side, without a single fan in sight. Her eyes reddened with exasperation, "Alaric, look at Lemmy.

Remembering Lemira's words from

night before, Alaric

l.ne

than to leave,

had no choice but

go,

her way out of the crowd, waving off her fans, "You guys head to the game. We don't want to be

way ahead, "Told you you should've worn a mask. Got a taste of fan

really think it

were about to watch was known for their skill,

known

exploit his weakness. In her past life, Lemira had endured plenty of Alaric's wrath to secure a win