"At the end of the day, a fake is a fake."
At 2 PM, the highlight of the championship finals finally arrived.
Maeve's prediction was dead on.
The team that secured the B-group championship was none other than The Berserkers.
Not only did The Berserkers win, but they won with overwhelming, arrogant dominance.
The two teams they defeated were top-tier contenders.
Yet, once they stepped into the arena, for whatever reason, they were both utterly decimated.
Before heading onto the stage, Silas leaned in to warn Maeve.
"Don't underestimate The Berserkers. Every player out there today is a superstar Luke Grover poached from other elite rosters."
"Especially Finn Chase. In the last two matches, he played out of his mind. He grabbed MVP almost every single game."
"Luke is a master manipulator. He knows Finn is obsessed with kill counts, so he ordered the rest of the team to funnel every possible kill to him."
Even saying Finn's name made Silas sick to his stomach.
But he couldn't deny the facts. If given room to breathe, Finn was a terrifying jungler whose raw skill demanded respect.
D3 muttered nervously from the side,
"Finn played for Team MRX for a whole year. He knows our tactics and our playstyles inside and out."
"Flipping from a teammate to an enemy puts us at a massive disadvantage."
Maeve silenced the rising panic with a single sentence.
"I'm here, so we win."
It was incredibly brief, but it hit the team like a shot of pure adrenaline, steadying their nerves instantly.
As Team MRX and The Berserkers marched out to battle for the trophy, the arena erupted in deafening applause.
Fans screamed for Connor.
Fans screamed for Luke.
And now, fans were screaming for BDR.
Maeve hadn't been in the public eye long, but she had already amassed a rabid following.
Silas was famously gorgeous within the gaming community, and an ocean of fans worshipped him purely for his looks.

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