Charlotte, Elara, Cruzer, Sansha, Suhan, and Reinhard sat together in the lounge area, the hum of the tournament still buzzing in their ears. The atmosphere was light, a stark contrast to the intensity of the battles they had just witnessed.
Elara grinned, leaning back in her chair as she pointed her fork at Charlotte. "You know, Charlotte, you could've at least pretended Garrick gave you a hard time. The poor guy's pride is probably shattered."
Charlotte raised an eyebrow, her tone as dry as ever. "I didn't realize battles came with a 'make your opponent feel better' clause."
Sansha giggled, her fiery personality matching Elara's playful energy. "I mean, she's not wrong. But seriously, Mistress, you looked like you were toying with him out there."
