"Sorry," the mage user of Vultramites squad muttered softly as her head hung down. Her shoulder was slumped directly on the chair. Her face had also turned red in embarrassment.
When this mage user heard the "tsk" sound from her teammates, she knew that she screwed up badly.
Nothing was more hurtful than seeing that her teammates were dissatisfied with her performance in the game. It was like a stab in her chest.
The air on their lounge became uncomfortable. It became suffocating for her to breathe.
"Sorry guys," she muttered once more with a voice that crumbled and her eyes were on a verge of tears. The girl could only swallow her emotions down her throat bitterly.
"Don't mind it," James tried to lighten up the mood as their team was still struggling to secure the safety of their base.
All her other companions exhaled loudly expressing their frustration.