Marcus and Elena practically sat at the edge of their seats when the White Comets suddenly cut their feed. But they understood that they had just gone through a lot, and it was natural for them to want some personal space to recover.
"Okay folks, seems the White Comets are in the clear and want some recovery time! They can no longer be our stars right now," Marcus said, his tone firm. "So we'll probably get back to them later."
Elena nodded. "For now, our focus should be on the Berserkers. Word is their guild master, Lady Anya, has arrived and is ready to lead them to victory!"
Marcus clenched his fists in excitement. "Oh, so the Berserkers are back in the game. Seems the other guilds can't afford to let their guard down!"
"So why don't we take a look at how our several-year winners are going to claim victory yet again this year?"
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