Chapter 182: Nami Needs a Break (part 1)
Darcy stared at the screen, his jaw tight, lips pressed in a hard line. The green dot next to Micah’s name blinked steadily. Had he already been in a match with Archie? Had this pro player carried Micah in the game?
His stomach twisted a little.
Darcy clicked his tongue and leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. A bad feeling filled his chest. What if they clicked? What if they played well together? Would Micah still be excited to team up with him after that? Wasn’t Archie the Captain? If that Vice Captain of SilverBlade Legion, DiabolicDestroyer, was that strong, what about their captain?!
And when had Micah even thought of this plan to shift attention? Darcy was sure it hadn’t come from Micah. This sounded like Archie’s idea.
He had always suspected Archie was into Micah. That night in the gym storage room, when they were hiding and waiting for Ashley and Russell to finish talking, Archie hadn’t taken his eyes off Micah. Not once. It made Darcy’s skin crawl.
He took a deep breath to settle himself, then leaned forward and typed into the chat.
DarkVyne: Is it okay if I join you now?
FrostbiteAshe: Sure. But with your alt.
DarkVyne: Okay. I’ll log off and come with my alt. It’s DarkLegend.
Micah stared at the message. His lips twitched slightly, almost amused. What was with Darcy and the word "Dark"? DarkVyne, DarkLegend, even his WeChat ID had dark in it. DescendantoftheDarkOne.
In the SilverBlade Legion training Camp, Archie shifted in his seat. He had been waiting, the headset still on, but the silence was starting to stretch. Micah didn’t speak for a long time. He could hear the faint typing sound of a keyboard. Micah was chatting with someone.