The match ended, and the spectators gradually left the venue.
Flynn Knight pulled his cap lower and lower.
Ethan Bell sighed, "It's a bit of a pity."
Just a few seconds short of holding the line.
The people leaving were gossiping.
"What the hell was Team Comet doing in that last game?"
"It was probably Reina Thorne's doing. Grant Hughes even sacrificed himself for her to escape, but she still went back for more. That's what you get for being reckless."
"Exactly, they deserved to lose. Apex is the real powerhouse, a true dark horse team."
"I've never thought highly of Reina Thorne. Why would a girl play professional matches? When it counts, she's sure to be a burden."
These people were evidently not fans of Team Comet but supporters of Apex.
True fans of Team Comet wouldn't say such things.
Flynn Knight tilted his head, "Hey."
The two people being talked about looked over. Flynn Knight wore a hat with the brim pulled low, so they couldn't see his face clearly.
