It was struggling frantically, trying to break free from its cocoon.
Nico Ross's head was buzzing, and it took all his strength just to organize his thoughts, let alone speak.
It was impossible for him to strategize at this time.
Mata Nicholson complained, "Captain, stop kidding around, we're in a competition now!"
But Nico had already sat down cross-legged, without uttering a word, looking determined and resolute.
Mata, Sophie Lee, Edgar, Ponkt, Morrison, and others exchanged glances.
This was bad.
The captain was serious.
No wonder he had that whimsical "AFK" training yesterday, it turned out it was all part of his plan.
"Well, it looks like we have to rely on ourselves," Edgar shrugged.
Morrison: "I believe Edgar, you can lead us to victory!"
John Rowland glared at him, "Nonsense, Mata is the vice-captain, we should obey Mata's command."
Morrison: "But Edgar has the second best overall strength in our team! He should have the final say!"
