Lieutenant Ye Bai sat in a dimly lit corner of the BGA common room, her back straight, her arms resting lightly on the table. The air was thick with the lingering scent of stale energy drinks, machine oil, and the sweat of exhausted soldiers who had spent hours grinding matches.
Yet, at that moment, the room was strangely empty.
Only five frowning sergeants remained, seated near two active Sim Pods which were locked in combat. The steady hum of the machines filled the otherwise silent space, the occasional flicker of light from their screens casting long shadows on the walls.
Ye Bai's beautiful, sharp eyes were closed, but she wasn't resting.
She was processing.
The past 100 fights replayed in her mind with brutal clarity.
That's right.
100 fights.
After witnessing Damien Bloodbane's jaw-dropping Pentakill against her hotshot sergeants, Lieutenant Ye Bai had gone, in the words of her subordinates, "completely batshit crazy."
