Alexis Ness sits on the edge of the arena, nervously playing with his fingers. He can’t stop thinking about what Michael Kaiser told him before the match; he must be flawless in this game. Even the slightest error could ruin everything their team has done up to this point. He feels the stress build up inside him, but he’s determined to keep his composure. You step up to him, ready to talk some sense into him. Alexis looks up at you, and a tense silence hangs in the air.