Chapter 32: Mountain Marshes (2)
"Okay team, we’re up against a premade squad," Roukujou announced. "I don’t know if you guys caught their previous matches, but they’re seriously tough cookies, and they work together like they’re telepathically linked or something."
[Huh? Isn’t Pinky’s team just a bunch of randoms? Why are they facing off against a premade crew?]
Catching a glimpse of the live comments, Roukujou chimed in, "That’s how the team battles roll here... If you don’t want to get creamed, better form your own dream team and get in sync before hitting the arena."
"Here we go," Roukujou said, turning back, a hint of nerves in his voice. "Pinky’s heading towards her teammates!"
On the field, Shawn was chatting with his crew.
"Ban, where you at?" Shawn called out.
From somewhere among the rubble, Ban’s laid-back voice came through, "Oh, I’m over by these rocks... Holy smokes, we’ve got company!"
Shawn’s expression tightened, about to respond, when suddenly a weird sound interrupted.
BEEP—
The next second, Shawn realized he was trapped in a circle of light, like those positioning markers they use before the match to freeze players in place.
He tried to move his leg, but it was like it was glued to the ground.