A Low Key Date

The air crackled with the remnants of magical energy as Snow Angels celebrated their hard-fought victory over Feral Domination. 

Laughter and cheers filled the virtual space, guild members patting each other on the back, their avatars exchanging triumphant gestures. 

Yet, beneath the surface jubilation, a hint of unease lingered.

Scarlet glanced around the crowd, her brow furrowed with concern. "Something doesn't feel right," she murmured to Xiaxia. "This victory, it doesn't feel entirely ours. We had help, and while I'm grateful, it's a strange sensation."

Marry nodded, her eyes scanning the crowd. "You're right. We can't fully claim this win as our own. Those pro players helped us."

Xiaxia took a deep breath and spoke, her voice laced with regret. "I'm truly sorry, everyone. This is on me. I didn't foresee this twist. If it weren't for Xin and Victor, we might have lost our standing again."