Top-ranked freshman? That meant she was only eighteen.
Neverfall Navigators was founded two years ago, and Demon had been playing for years before that. He couldn't have started playing when he was just a kid, could he? And he was incredibly skilled, leagues ahead of many of the top pro gamers back then. There was no way he was just a teenager.
More importantly, even though Demon always wore a hat and mask, his clothes and the tone of his voice had always been distinctly male.
"What do you want with her?" the staff member asked, his eyes darting around warily. "She’s not just anyone. I’d advise you not to get involved with her."
"It's nothing," MystiCat said with a faint smile, his face creasing into a frown. "Just asking."
In truth, he wanted to thank her in person. If it hadn't been for her advice, they might have lost today's match. The finals were next week. They would find her and thank her properly after the tournament was over.
...
Outside the arena entrance, Juniper was waiting for a staff member to bring her electric scooter around when her phone suddenly rang.
"Juniper!"
Luella's booming voice assaulted her eardrums. Juniper winced, holding the phone away from her ear. "What good would it do you if I died of a heart attack?" she asked dryly.
"My bad, just an accident this time!" Luella yelled, still suspended in a wire harness dozens of feet in the air. "I'm about to bungee jump! The wind is crazy up here, I was afraid you wouldn't hear me."

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