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.

Vivienne kicked

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

Kenneth, not

they recognized Vivienne; their anger dissolved into thin

we thought you

back, Vivienne, we've got a

Aaron, we'll definitely

at Vivienne with a mix of

his eyes shining

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

in their eyes. The room fell into an awkward

"Vivienne, everyone's just really excited

eyebrow. "Oh? Now you remember

fiddling with his fingers. Despite being the

well how he had

was disrespected by his teammates, overlooked by

World Championships. Who would respect a spent force on the brink of

supposed to set the example and earn their respect. But all you do is play peacemaker. How

wave of inferiority wash over him. "I... My skills are lacking.

hesitated, wanting to defend Bennett, but he

Hawk Club. You have the highest solo-win rate. When you were racking up championships, these kids were still in diapers. And now you're telling me

a lump in his throat, the glory days still vivid in his mind,

gaze to Quentin. "Got a big temper, I see.

Quentin being the loudest, even outside the

good enough..." Quentin mumbled a response, clearly not

you forgotten how Bennett signed you despite the club's higher-ups not approving? He bet his entire career on you!

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