“No way,” he whispered.
He had lost 14 points. The gap was now wider than before. Leo pushed back from the desk, the adrenaline turning into a hollow ache. He wasn't just playing a game anymore. He was fighting a gatekeeper. The top 50 wasn't just a line of code; it was a psychological barrier, and Khan was its cruel guardian.
Tonight, the gap was 11 points. One win.
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