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.

bang, Vivienne kicked the door

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

it, Kenneth, not

all stood up, crowding around as they recognized Vivienne; their anger dissolved into thin

thought you weren't

Vivienne, we've got a fighting

and Aaron, we'll

a mix of excitement and

moved, his eyes shining like

their surprise, Vivienne's face was stormy. "You call yourselves pro gamers with this

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

up. "Vivienne, everyone's just really excited to see

you remember

voice faded as he looked down, fiddling with his fingers.

all too well how he had failed as

he do if he was disrespected by his teammates,

verge of retirement after the World Championships. Who would respect a spent force on the brink of hanging up his mouse

the example and earn their

of inferiority wash over him. "I... My skills are lacking. Naturally, they don't listen to

hesitated, wanting to defend Bennett, but he

Club. You have the highest solo-win rate. When you were racking up championships, these kids were

his throat, the glory days still

Quentin. "Got a big temper, I see. Think you

Quentin being the loudest, even

Quentin mumbled a response, clearly not ready to

that!" Vivienne reprimanded, "Have you forgotten how Bennett signed you despite the club's higher-ups not approving? He bet his entire career on you! Before you entered this club, you were on the verge

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