Pure Hatred

"Li Sheng, what are you doing? You were already near death, and yet you went after him? You gave him a free kill!" The 'Aviator' team captain, Liu Qi, was spitting with fury.

All it would have taken was one more shot… but against all odds, Twisted Fate had gotten away from him.

And he'd done more than just get away—he'd even gotten two kills, as well. Now, they were suddenly the ones who needed to catch up.

"I thought I could get him…" Li Sheng whispered meekly, barely daring to speak.

Five versus four, and they'd somehow lost that team fight. Team Aviator was in the pits.

"Luck. It's just a lucky fluke."

"Cut the crap. Everyone wake up!" Liu Qi snapped. "Wu Kai, you'd better stick hard to Twisted Fate. The rest of you stay away from him!"

"I'll make sure he's the first to die!" Wu Kai swore.