Chapter 22: The Crimson Circuit
The training facility Kai had set up was state-of-the-art. It occupied an entire corner of the PC cafe, with better equipment than most professional teams used. There was a coach a man named Tomas who'd competed in Seoul twice waiting to meet them.
Tomas was grizzled, maybe mid-thirties, with the intense focus of someone who'd sacrificed everything for the game. He looked at Jaden like a coach examining a racehorse before a big race.
"You're fast," Tomas said after watching Jaden play for twenty minutes. "But you're reactive. You need to be predictive. You need to be three steps ahead of your opponent at all times."
April sat at a small desk in the corner, laptop open, notebook in front of her. She'd taken it upon herself to research the Crimson Circuit the tournament structure, the competitors, the prize pool.
