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

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

it, Kenneth, not again...

around as they recognized Vivienne; their anger dissolved into

we thought

Vivienne, we've got

Aaron, we'll

looked at Vivienne with a mix of excitement and

too, was moved, his eyes shining like stars as he gazed

Vivienne's face was stormy. "You call yourselves pro gamers with

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

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

Now you remember you're supposed to lead this

as he looked down, fiddling with his fingers. Despite being the oldest, he seemed small under

all too well how he had

disrespected by his teammates, overlooked by

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

and earn their respect. But all

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

Bennett, but he did not dare with

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

the glory days still vivid

to Quentin. "Got a big temper, I see. Think you can do better as

loudest, even outside the

good enough..." Quentin mumbled a response,

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

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