The moment the name BDR left his lips, a shockwave rippled through the room.
The legend of BDR had been a staple in their team's history.
Every single player on MRX knew the stories.
BDR had an infamous nickname: "Six-Minute Surrender."
Why?
Because the game's mechanics required a match to run for at least six minutes before a team could forfeit.
And why would anyone forfeit?
Because as an opponent, BDR was an absolute nightmare. She would gank players so relentlessly they would question their own existence.
Even someone as skilled as Connor used to get his head spun completely off his shoulders whenever he faced BDR.
She thrived on breaking her opponents mentally. The number of players whose spirits she had crushed was staggering.
And so, whoever had the misfortune of laning against her would usually mentally check out and hit the surrender button the second the clock hit six minutes.
Thus, the legend of "Six-Minute Surrender" was born.
Since joining MRX, the boys had only ever heard of BDR in hushed, reverent tones.
They never dreamed they would actually meet the myth in person.
Big Blue's jaw practically hit the floor.
"Boss, are you serious? The legendary gaming god BDR is... a hottie?"
That defied all logic!
Traditionally, the top-tier aggressive players were guys.
Usually, girls on competitive rosters were treated as the pampered team "mascots."
Team Thunder had one of those.
A lot of teams were actually incredibly jealous of it.
After all, finding a girl who was great at the game, beautiful, and willing to grind through grueling practice schedules with a bunch of rough guys was incredibly rare.
And now, their team suddenly had one too?
Was this a miracle dropping from the sky?
Silas shot Big Blue a warning glare.
"Watch how you talk. Show some respect."

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