NovelTruewhen the Book-Traveling Girl Meets the Reborn Girl Chapter 428 Unstable Condition Finished The finals hadn't even officially begun, and the tournament livestream chat was already exploding with anticipation.
"Championship about to start-who's your money on?" "Unconditionally backing Deadmark." "Deadmark's got this." "But the other team's stacked too. All well-known pros." "Their overall team strength is nothing to scoff at." "It's gonna be a close one." "Just wait and see." "Ahhh finally-endgshowdown!" As soon as the gbegan, Jean moved her mouse with practiced speed, snapping into gmode immediately.
Start something-see it through.
She hadn't joined this tournament out of personal ambition, but now that they'd made it to the finals, she was going to give it her all. She wanted to win. For herself, for the team, and for Winston.
But the final match wasn't going as smoothly as Jean had hoped- Dalton was off again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis performance was like a rollercoaster-one game, on fire; the next, falling apart. Just when everyone thought he'd steadied in the semifinals, the finals exposed the instability once more.
He began racking up mistake after mistake, until finally he spoke through the game's voice chat.
"Sorry... that was totally my fault..." Winston said nothing.
No reaction, no response.
Jean and the others offered a few polite words of reassurance, telling him not to worry too much.
But Dalton's errors had already dragged the team into a brutal uphill battle.
Even the spectators were caught off guard by the way things were unraveling.
"No way. Is Deadmark and Wingflare's team really going to lose?" "What is happening? They're/getting crushed!" Chapter 428 Unstable Condition "Deadmark and Wingflare are playing line. Veilthorn's the problem. Dude asleep again?" "I can't with Veilthorn. So many rookie mistakes." "Veilthorn's dragging the whole team down.” "I don't want to see Deadmark lose. Ughhhh." "I believe in Deadmark and Wingflare. They're the best players out there." "Can we bench Veilthorn? Deadmark and Wingflare could win 4v5 if he'd just stop throwing." "Watching Veilthorn mess up is infuriating." "Let's go, Deadmark! Let's go, Wingflare!" Finished Despite the mounting disadvantage, Winston and Jean didn't back down. They kept fighting tooth and nail. looking for any opportunity to turn the garound, refusing to let the enemy break through completely. But Dalton just kept slipping.
Every tthe team regained scontrol, another misstep from him threw them back into danger.
It wasn't just his mechanics-his mentality was clearly shaken.
His voice cthrough the headset, faint and trembling.
"I'm dragging everyone down... I don't even know how to play anymore...”
Jean stiffened. This wasn't the calm, composed Dalton she knew. This was panic rawand real. It was the first tshe'd ever seen him like this. He must've been struggling inside too.
This was a high-stakes, high-visibility match. And he was constantly failing in front of a live audience. Worse yet, this was a team game-every personal mistake had consequences for everyone else.
The pressure must've been unbearable.
Jean's brows pinched together. She parted her lips, about to speak-f comfort him, to say something.
anything- But someone else beat her to it.
Winston's voice cthrough the headset, clear and calm, like a quiet breeze.
"Veilthorn, don't let it get to you." It was the first tin two whole days of competition that Winston had said a single word to Dalton.
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