"This time, we are taking down The Zenith Collective and reclaiming our glory."
"Let's do this!"
The match began.
In the early stages, both sides tested the waters in a relatively relaxed atmosphere.
Melody recognized this—it was The Zenith Collective's signature opening strategy.
She smirked, letting out a cold laugh. "I thought 'S' was supposed to be amazing. Guess they're nothing special after all."
"Keep pushing! Target their weakest points!"
"Wait, Melody, their strategy just shifted! This isn't the pattern we studied!"
Melody froze. She looked closer and realized it was true—The Zenith Collective had completely changed their approach.
It was an entirely new playbook, executed with flawless coordination. There were zero openings, and their offensive pressure was overwhelming.
"Refresh the data! Go on the defensive!"
Even though Melody's team immediately pivoted to defense, The Zenith Collective was simply too powerful, pinning them down relentlessly.
The counter-strategies Melody had spent months developing were completely useless.
In the end, The Zenith Collective secured an overwhelming victory.
The moment the results flashed on the screen, Melody sat dead-eyed in front of her monitor, completely unresponsive.
She had never imagined the skill gap between her team and The Zenith Collective would be this massive.
If they had been placed in the same bracket during the semi-finals, she wouldn't have even made it to the finals.
"Melody, even though we didn't win the championship, we still took second place..."
Melody violently swept her keyboard and mouse off the desk, sending them clattering to the floor.
"What's the point of second place? A loss is a loss! The Monroe Group wasted so much money training a bunch of useless trash like you!"
Furious over the defeat, Melody lashed out viciously.
Her teammates lowered their heads, staring at their shoes like children being scolded.
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