Ares was buried in his phone as Ayla and the team sauntered into the meeting room, with disappointed looks.
The third-place finish was a bitter pill to swallow, especially since they had missed out on a first place by a mere 0.4 seconds.
"I'm sorry we couldn't come in first," Ayla mumbled, her dejected face drooping even lower.
"Don't worry about it, Ayla. You all gave it your best shot," Erina reassured her with a warm smile.
Lucas chimed in, "You did amazing, sis! No one else could have done better than your team from our academy."
The other students nodded in agreement, but Ares remained silent.
"...."
Ares was deep in thought about the team's performance in the final round. 'Of course, they lost in the final round because that round was basically Lia's, or should I say Alia's, territory,' he pondered.
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