"Present the trophy!"


    "Present the trophy!"


    "Present the trophy!"


    Out of nowhere, the entire audience began chanting in unison.


    The award presenter, far from being offended, was practically giddy with excitement.


    It had been years since he''d seen fans this worked up. That was the power of Demon.


    "Demon, I''ll step aside for now," the presenter whispered, his eyes sparkling. "I support whatever you decide to do."


    Digital Sabers had a reputation for pulling dirty tricks in every match, and most teams didn''t know how to fight back. Their name was mud in the gamingmunity. They were just unlucky to run into Demon; they had really picked a fight with the wrong person. He, for one, was excited to see how this incredible scene would y


    out.


    The chanting grew louder, and the members of Digital Sabers looked as if they were being roasted over an open fire. Not only had they lost the championship, but now they had to personally hand the trophy over to Neverfall Navigators?


    If they did it, they would be aughingstock. If they didn''t... they would be mocked as sore losers on top of it. The damage to their reputation would be immense.


    Weighing his options, the captain finally stepped forward. He picked up the championship trophy he had coveted, his legs feeling like lead as he dragged himself toward the Neverfall Navigators'' tform.


    One by one, the Neverfall Navigators'' yers tilted their heads, fighting to suppress their grins as he approached. This was sweet. So incredibly sweet! It was the perfect revenge for their teammates who had been tormented in Batonia.


    The Digital Sabers'' captain stopped in front of them and held out the trophy.


    MystiCat reached for it, but when he caught the dark look on Juniper''s face, he instantly pulled his hand back.


    Seeing that no one was taking the trophy, the captain was forced to continue holding it aloft. It wasrge and heavy, and his arm began to ache His face grew even darker, his anger threatening to boil over.


    The host awkwardly cleared his throat, feeling the intense secondhand


    embarrassment but also finding the spectacle thrilling.


    "Demon, I''ve done what you asked," the captain said through clenched teeth, his hand trembling slightly.


    "Why, thank you so much." Juniper finally took the trophy, deliberately waving it in his face.


    "A word of advice," she said in a low, husky voice. "It''s always smart to leave yourself an out. If I ever find out Digital Sabers is bullying my team members again, things won''t be resolved this easily."


    The captain retracted his hand, his


    ming


    face pale, but he didn''t argue. He knew that Demon still held considerable influence in the world She had fans and connections with famous pro yers all over the country The online bacsh against them was going to be a nightmare. He''d have to get his PR team on damage control as soon as he got back.


    "A special thank you to the captain of the runner-up team, Digital Sabers, for personally presenting the championship trophy to Neverfall Jurovato


    Navigators," Jumper announced, turning to the cameras with a smile


    that didn''t reach her eyes. "All of us at Neverfall Navigators are


    absolutely delighted."


    "That''s right!" Catching their boss''s cue, MystiCat and the others nodded


    emphatically. "We''re extremely delighted!"


    The captain could only clench his fists in helpless rage before retreating to his team


    in humiliation.


    "Hahaha!"


    "That''s our Demon! She doesn''t just win; she humiliates them!"


    "I''m officially a fan of Demon''s skills and her looks!"


    "Her tongue is so sharp, it''s almost cute! How does she do it?"


    "Wait, am I the only one who noticed that while Demon was studying hard enough to


    get a perfect score on her exams, she was also bing a gaming god?"