Vitality had shown up across the board in this match.
Across the two maps, even apEX, the team's lowest-rated player, had managed a 1.08 rating, while Qin Feng had dominated the server with a 1.51 rating.
"Congratulations to Vitality on defeating G2 2–0."
"Aether nearly delivered a perfect debut on Inferno, with 29 kills."
"With this victory, Vitality will meet FaZe in the Group A upper bracket."
"Aether was eliminated by FaZe in the Major final. Could we see him get his revenge this time?"
"..."
The official BLAST main-stage chat was still just as lively.
[God A, you're my hero! Who said God A was just a flash in the pan at the Major? Anyone got the guts to come out and take the hit?]
[Please, Aether only got 29 kills on Inferno. I thought he'd gotten 92.]
[What is this, a luxury two-person suite in the Bastille dungeon? ZywOo gets a cellmate?]
[I was about to go to bed, but now I'm too angry to sleep. G2, I can't sleep! What about you?]
[What? You must be a new G2 fan. The old ones got used to this a long time ago.]
[Guys, anyone who can edit photos should get started now. I refuse to let ZywOo be alone in that dungeon. Please put Aether in there too.]
At the BLAST venue, Vitality were in high spirits. After a brief celebration, they packed up their mice and keyboards and headed over to G2's players' seats.
As Qin Feng shook hands with the G2 players, he could clearly see the disappointment written all over NiKo's face.
Just how long could a rifler remain at the peak of his game?
"Heh heh, sandwiches are here!"
As soon as Vitality returned to the apartment hotel BLAST had provided, the