Guild Wars: Fight for Victory! 8

On the stage, Roaring Tigers and Fighting Lambs would face off against their hardest opponent yet. Everyone's eyes were on their fight. Curiosity and excitement got the best of the audience, for this was a high-profile match with a nameless guild against a very popular and powerful one.

Millions were at stake, and the whole world was watching.

Six against four. Numbers against skills. Who would win?!

As the seconds burned, Leonel and Roxy felt like they were heading toward their grave as they waited for Black Lion to come on stage.

"My eyes are sweating," groaned Leonel, panic pulsing against his words as he wiped the perspiration from his palms. Why was this game so damn realistic? He felt like the sweat on his armpits were enough to fill a bucket.

Roxy seconded. Her anxiety rose up, clutching her throat. Dread was drying her mouth. It shortened her breath. "One hundred percent of my fear is in my legs now."

Ren huffed a chuckle. "Fear is often greater than the danger itself."