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The Family 37

    Chapter 37 Twist After Twist


    In–game, Jean waited to respawn in the fountain while quickly upgrading her gear.


    Once she revived, she returned to midne.


    Finished


    Winston was already back–and just like before, he rushed her for another fight. They shed again and again. each scoring kills on the other.


    Jean didn’t want to keep ying this game of tug–of–war.


    She needed to end <b>this </b>quickly.


    If she kept getting locked in a midne duel, she wouldn’t be able to help the othernes–and her teammates were starting to crumble under pressure.


    So this is Winston’s strategy, huh?


    Keep her pinned in mid and tear down her teammates one by one.


    Jean quickly typed in team chat


    “Next fight, work with me.”


    At that moment, Winston lunged forward with another aggressivebo


    Jean didn’t <b>back </b>down–she met <b>him </b><b>head</b>–on.


    Just then, her jungler emerged from the jungle behind Winston.


    Jean and the jungler worked wlessly together. They unleashed their skills in perfect sync–Winston was taken down instantly.


    The stream <b>chat </b>exploded:


    “<b>That </b>was sick! Wingre is awesome!”


    “Finally learning to work with teammates. Wingre’s growing up.”


    “Damn, even Deadmark’s getting pped.”


    “<b>Haha</b>, go get him, <b>Wingre</b><b>!</b>”


    “This is <b>karma</b>. <b>Deadmark </b>did the exact same thing to Wingrest time.”


    After <b>that </b>first surprise attack, Winston <b>got </b><b>more </b><b>cautious</b>,


    He stopped pushing up and stopped trying to force fights with Jean.


    <b>That </b>meant Jean had fewer chances to punish him–but not no <b>chances</b>.


    She waited for the perfect moment, then moved up–just as her jungler and topner closed in from opposite sides.


    They ambushed <b>Winston </b>and took him down <b>again</b>.


    Jean had used his own strategy against him–<b>gank </b>and <b>punish </b>with numbers.


    And it <b>was </b>working


    Winston fell behind. <b>Jean’s </b>team snowballed ahead.


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    Chapter 37 Twist After Twat


    “They popped the champagne <b>too </b>early. Wingre choked!”


    “Deadmark, you legend. That was a god–tiereback!”


    “Deadmark is my king. <b>Wingre</b>, kneel.”


    “Bro, seriously? You had that <b>game </b>in the bag and still threw?”


    “Let’s gono! I was about to log off, but Deadmark never disappoints.”


    “Wingre’s doomed now. RIP”


    Jean’s hand gripped her mouse tighter.


    IfI do nothing, we lose-


    In the blink of an eye, she dashed forward.


    Finished


    Dancing between five enemies, she weaved in <b>and </b>out,nding hits, dodging attacks, using potions nonstop to stay alive.


    <b>She </b>killed one of Winston’s teammates–before finally falling herself.


    But she had bought enough time.


    Her teammates respawned and rushed back to base–just in time to hold the line.


    Once Jean revived, she gathered her team and set up an ambush in midne.


    She opened the fight, catching three of Winston’s teammates by surprise and taking them out.


    With their numbers advantage, they pushed down the midne straight to the enemy base.


    Now it was Winston and onest teammate on defense.


    Jean led the charge.


    “<b>Let’s </b>go. 5v2. If we can’t win this, we should all uninstall,”


    Together, they wiped out thest two defenders and destroyed the enemy Nexus.


    Victory.


    After all the twists and turns–they finally <b>won</b>.


    The stream chat exploded with celebration:


    “Wingre wins!!”


    “That game had me on <b>the </b>edge of my <b>seat</b>. My heart is racing!”


    “<b>Okay</b>, Wingre, Itake it back. That tower defense <b>was </b>god–tier. You carried.”


    “Can we finally shut up the haters now? He is <b>that </b>good.”


    “The chat’s dead silent now. Deadmark stans ghosted.”


    “It’s just one win. Don’t get cocky, Deadmark almost pulled a Iv9eback.”


    “Tm legit falling for Wingre. His <b>mechanics</b>, his calls, his swag. Why is he not on a pro team!”


    “Congrats to Wingre for redeeming himself!”
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