NovelEnglishFrom behind the frosted door, Flora could just make out the shadowy outline of a man. She squinted, trying to focus. While she waited for the matchmaking system to do its thing, she fired off a message to Kruz: "How much longer?" Ethan shot back a quick response: "About... forty minutes, I think." Their momentum was pretty wild, and no one knew when it would really wrap up. With Flora in their corner, Ethan started to think they might just bulldoze their way up to a level nine team.
"Forty more minutes?" Flora thought, frowning as her eyes flicked toward the bathroom. She decided to get things moving quickly.
Just a minute later, the match was on. Their opponent? The level seven HoSquad, a bunch of big shots in the gaming world. They were caught off guard seeing Jules pop up in the match-never expected to bump into him here. But once the shock wore off, they were itching to dive in.
A chance to duke it out with Fuper F? That was a golden ticket. They had to bring their A-game. Except for Jules, they didn't see anyone else as a real challenge. Their plan? Swarm Jules right off the bat, leaving a few to hold the fort.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey cooked up a battle plan and were raring to go once the ggave the green light. But then- The screen.
Went gray.
The bold word "Defeat" flashed up.
HoSquad: "..." Wait, what just happened? Did they actually lose?! Over on the Zephyr Team's side, the disbelief was mutual.
They won? Just like that? The ghad barely started! But this time, they saw it clearly. It was Flora's handiwork. In less than thirty seconds, she'd wiped out all the opponent's defenses.
"How on earth did she pull that off?" Jules thought. This was so not Flora's usual style. He'd been ready to be the sacrificial lamb.
Meanwhile, a notification popped up on the game's public chat.
"Zephyr Team VS HoSquad, victory. Zephyr Team advances to level seven." Public Chat "Did Zephyr Team use cheats or something? They've been plowing through teams, jumping from a level three to a level seven in no time, snagging the top spot on the leaderboard!" Everyone was floored. Zephyr Team wasn't exactly known for being powerhouses; they'd often been trailing at the bottom in team battles. The fact they hadn't been disbanded by the system yet was a miracle in itself.
But here they were, not only leveling up but also taking down the HoSquad. It was mind-blowing. Public Chat: "You guys didn't hear? They brought in Fuper F this time! No wonder they're a level seven team now!" Public Chat: "What? THE Fuper F? Seriously? How did Zephyr Team manage that?!" Public Chat: "Zephyr Team must've pulled out all the stops to get Fuper F. No wonder they're climbing the ranks; who else could snag Fuper F?" With Fuper F on their side, victory seemed like a sure thing for Zephyr Team.
The HoSquad members saw all these comments right after logging off from the match. Their faces burned with shame.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIf only they'd lost to Fuper F! At least that would've been something to soothe their pride. But no, it wasn't Fuper F who took them down, it QUMS was- A tenacious bronze player named "F." After replaying the match over and over, slowing it down bit by bit, they finally caught on.
The player who beat them wasn't Fuper F; it was "F," the stubborn bronze.
If they hadn't been certain that "F" didn't play this game, they game, they might have thought it was the real "F" in action.
Getting bested by a determined bronze was too much to bear They chose to keep quiet and slinked En.
offline in defeat.
Meanwhile, Flora led the Zephyr Team on a victorious rampage, m leaving a train of triumph in their wake.
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