The glowing system window blinked in front of us like a floating slap to the face.
[System Rankings!]
Rank 1 = 1320 Points, Team B.
Rank 2 = 1150 Points, Team A.
Rank 3 = 760 Points, Team C.
Rank 4 = 0 Points, Team D.
No one breathed.
Not a damn soul.
"LET'S GOOO!" Ciel exploded all of a sudden, practically tackling Kael in a hug. "First place, baby!" He exclaimed, almost too excited and happy.
Lucas didn't react much, he just brushed off some invisible dust from his jacket and gave the tiniest nod.
But no matter how much the guy tried to fake it, I knew that deep dowm, he was relieved as well.
"All that planning of yours paid off." Ren muttered to where team B was seated, still annoyed as well as shocked at their 0 points.
"Barely," Kael said. "If Noah's team had scored the boss, we would've been second."
"We wouldn't have," Maxin muttered, tossing his hair back. "Lucas would've still carried our sorry asses."
