Marcus leaned back in his chair, glancing at the monitor in front of him. "Well, folks, it looks like the Reapers are taking a short breather. While they catch their breath, why don't we check in on the others?"
The camera feed shifted, revealing the White Comets huddled around a holographic map, having a conversation.
"Oh, what do we have here?" Elena asked. "It seems the White Comets are now working out a plan of their own."
Marcus nodded, a touch of skepticism in his voice. "Can't blame them. They're currently rock bottom on the leaderboards. Not sure how they ended up there, but if they want any chance at claiming the top spot now, they're going to have to really bust their backs. Though, to be honest, it might already be beyond reach."
"Speaking of the top spot, the Reapers really outdid themselves this year."
