Bring home the victory! The female trembled in rage. Her nails that were painted with bright red nail polish curled in her palms and slowly formed into a fist. Sofia's tone successfully taunted her anger.
"Naive! Among all the squads inside this booth, right now, only your squad got zero chance of winning. Do you hear me? Zero!" the female stressed out as her face turned grim. Her members quickly approached her and gathered in front of Sofia's team who were just sitting.
"Don't look down on newbies! My squad is new but not the players that are beside me. We had been playing this game too." Joey interrupted. Thankfully, Clark was not yet beside him.
Sofia's face had turned serious. There was no trace of smile or amusement in her eyes. "There's no need to talk. We will see on the battlefield," she muttered and tucked her hair.
