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The room was created. Logan’s team was set, and Cordelia’s included “X, “EternalLoner,” and “LegendHottie.”

Her boyfriend’s handle just screamed swagger, while “EternalLoner” had that I’m–too–cool–for–you vibe. “LegendHottie” was just plain narcissistic.

The last to join was “EW Club, Floyd, a handle that made a nearby streamer gasp, “The Demon King Floyd?”

Cordelia was confused, “Who’s that?”

The streamer looked at her, awestruck, “That’s Floyd, the reigning champion of the desktop leagues for three years straight–the Demon King!”

“Floyd” was a household namong the gaming community, a title that struck both awe and fear into the hearts of players.

The room was silent as they absorbed the gravity of the moment. They were not just facing “X” but a lineup of gaming royalty. Logan’s confidence wavered, but the match was set.

Floyd’s greeting broke the silence, “Hey, guys.”

The moment Floyd spoke, Cordelia was taken aback as she heard a sharp “snap beside her. Turning her head, she caught sight of Yates‘ phone as it plummeted towards the table, saved only by his quick reflexes from a fate against the hard floor.

Cordelia’s surprise was fleeting.

There, the usually unflappable Yates seemed slightly flustered as he scooped up his phone. His eyes glued to the screen, he hesitated over the ‘Exit Game‘ button for an eternity, but ultimately, he stayed his hand.

Floyd’s voice, smooth and rich like aged whiskey, continued, “And this must be Calvert, right?”

Calvert chimed in, giving Lia a warm welcome, “Hey Lia, it’s been ages!” After a brief pause, he turned to Floyd, “Man, you haven’t queued up within ages!”

Floyd chuckled, “Yeah, been swamped with training.”

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The moment the nickn“Yatesy slipped out, Yates‘ phone once again dropped onto the table. Without waiting for Floyd to continue, Yates snapped, “It’s not.”

Then, with an air of impatience, he turned to Cordelia, “Lia, just start the game.”

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