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CHAPTER 104: WINNER/LOSER.
Minutes later, the battle was still raging fiercely. The battlefield shook from the impact and vibrations as the 5 cadets utilized all their strength, skill, and experience in the last effort at victory.
The World dominator showed why he was the captain, as he spearheaded his team’s offensive bravely. His 2 teammates supported his offensive from both flanks, increasing the pressure that their opponents felt.
The effectiveness at which the Roman Empire’s small remaining team of 2 fought, showed that the A.I’s evaluation about their teamwork was not without basis.
Despite fighting in a disadvantaged battle against 3 strong opponents and one of them being the dreaded World dominator, they showed why they received such huge evaluations in their team effectiveness.
Both gladiators fought impeccably like a well-oil
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