Chapter Five: No Miracles Allowed

Polaris specialized in slow control. In Game One, they avoided every vulnerable route and turned the map into a sheet of iron. At twenty-five minutes, Obsidian trailed by four thousand gold. Lin Zhou saw a faint branch in which he could steal the Titan, but entering early would redirect all nine other players. “Level three. There is a steal window.” “Cost?” Ferry asked. “High.” “Then it isn't a window,” Rampart said immediately. “Trade for bottom inhibitor pressure.” They lost the game. In the break room, He Linchuan turned off the camera and his smile vanished with it. “Why didn't you go in?” “Low probability,” Lin Zhou answered.