When They Beg, I Rise!

Back then, Alaric really gave her a piece of his mind. He ended up leading someone to check out the situation, only to walk straight into IronVow's trap.

It was her, leading the remaining team members in a charge to rescue them, and ultimately turning the tables with a sneak attack on the enemy's lair.

In this life, she was curious to see what decision Alaric would make without her heads-up. Sure enough, Alaric made the same old mistake, charging the whole team into the enemy's trap. Seeing this all too familiar scenario unfold, Lemira couldn't help but crack a smile. Typical!

Soon enough, Alaric realized they were caught in a trap, but it was too late.

The team's rhythm was completely thrown off. Evelina panicked, making one mistake after another, nearly costing her teammates their lives.

Alaric led everyone to retreat into a building. In frustration, Alaric couldn't help but explode, "Evelina, what were you thinking? Didn't I say we all retreat? What's this, trying to show off?"

Evelina was on edge too, "Alaric, I just couldn't let it go, seeing that opponent so close to defeat made me want to go for the kill."

"More like serving them kills on a platter. If you were so confident in your moves, you wouldn't have gotten trapped and put us all at risk."

Publicly berated, Evelina felt her pride took a hit, "If you hadn't walked us into a trap, getting us all surrounded, none of this would've happened."

Alaric turned red with anger, "You've got some nerve blaming me, when it's clear you're the weak link. All that training and no improvement, what a waste of time." Evelina, her face a mix of colors from anger, stormed off.

The room went into an uproar. After all, a team member storming off in the middle of a match was a big deal.

The big screen zoomed in on SkyBlaze, with Alaric's displeased expression clear as day. Alaric had no choice but to call for a timeout.

Each match allowed for one timeout.

The opposing fans started murmuring, already beginning to celebrate early. Alaric, face grim, slammed his keyboard, clearly livid.

He hadn't expected Evelina to actually walk out in a huff. If it were Lemira, no matter how much he yelled, she wouldn't have thrown such a tantrum!

The atmosphere turned awkward.

Seeing this, a member of the opposing team stood up, taunting, "Hey Alaric, why not just forfeit? Save yourself from getting beaten too badly, might as well keep some dignity." Alaric stood up swiftly, "I won't give up. Sounds like you're the ones scared of losing, that's why you made such comments, huh?"

"Alaric, anyone with eyes can see you're going to lose this match, especially with a team member walking out. Weren't you the one boasting about your family team never losing?" "What family team? Just a bunch of orphans left behind, nothing to boast about. Video games aren't about who has more kids!"

Alaric's temper flared instantly and he charged forward, "Watch your fricking mouth!"

"Oh? Touched a nerve, have I? Try anything, see what happens. Orphaned trash, if your parents were alive to see this match, they'd die of shame!"

Lemira, overhearing from below, felt her face go cold with anger. How dare they insult her parents?

She headed straight for the backstage.

Alaric was forcibly pulled back by his teammates, avoiding a brawl in front of the audience, which would only create a negative impact.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.