Leo raised his hand to his eye. For a moment, he traced the shape of the glowing link——like it was a wound he could heal.
The door opened.
And the real game began.
She didn’t answer. Instead, she gestured to the door at the end of the hall. ms-gamingoverlay link
“You take the audit. You walk through that door. And you see what’s really matchmaking you against the same sweaty players every night.” Leo raised his hand to his eye
Leo blinked. Rubbed his eye. Blinked again. The link stayed, a translucent scar across his field of view, pulsing with the slow rhythm of his own heartbeat. ms-gamingoverlay link
He should have ignored it. Closed his eyes. Gone to sleep.