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.

loud bang, Vivienne kicked

Quentin, known for his hot

Kenneth, not again...

up, crowding around as they recognized Vivienne;

thought

goodness, with you back, Vivienne, we've

we'll definitely

Vivienne with a mix of

shining like

face was stormy. "You call yourselves pro

The room fell into

Bennett spoke up. "Vivienne, everyone's just

raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Now you

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

well how he had failed as a

could he do if he was disrespected by his teammates,

was twenty-six and on the verge of retirement after the World Championships. Who would

You're supposed to set the example and earn their respect. But all you do is play peacemaker. How can anyone respect

over him. "I... My skills are lacking. Naturally,

hesitated, wanting to defend Bennett, but he did

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

in his throat, the glory days still vivid

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

Quentin being the loudest, even

good enough..." Quentin mumbled a response,

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

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