On the stage, Roaring Tigers and Fighting Lambs were about to face their toughest opponent yet. Every eye in the colossal arena was locked on them. The air itself felt heavy with curiosity and excitement.
After all, this was a high-profile match—an underdog guild facing one of the most powerful names in the game.
Billions of eyes across the world were watching the broadcast. Billions of coins were wagered on the outcome. The stakes were higher than ever.
Six against four. Numbers versus skill. Bravery versus reputation. Who would win?
As the seconds ticked by, Leonel and Roxy both felt like they were walking to their own graves.
"My eyes are sweating," Leonel muttered, panic clinging to his every word as he rubbed his clammy palms against his armor. His nerves were shot. "Why is this game so damn realistic? I swear, the sweat in my armpits could fill a bucket right now."
