บท 101: THE 4TH ROUND OF THE TEAM TOURNAMENT.

“Hahaha, you fought so savagely Clark. I love it, keep it up”.

Clark rolled his eyes at Mark’s words, as he went to rest in the nutrition cabin provided in the mech piloting room. The strain on his brain was enormous, despite it only being a virtual mech.

As he rested, the others heaped praise on his performance relentlessly. He was the one who emerged victorious, after calculating the scores of all their battles. As everyone blabbered on, someone stood up from his cabin.

The area immediately quietened down, as everyone watched Arthur approaching Clark.

“Your performance…, very strong.” Arthur gave an evaluation, before pausing a bit, “but I will beat you one day”.

Him saying this in such a harmonious atmosphere, completely ruined everyone’s happy mood.

“What a shit-stirrer we have as a teammate”. The others felt like punching him in the face.

“Hmmm…, I know”.