Owen Bennett's mid laner James Carter, known as the number one mid in KPL, often says that if his damage output isn’t at least 50%, he considers it a loss. Even on the KPL stage, his damage share hovers around 40% year-round, and from time to time he delivers astonishing performances exceeding 50%.

Owen Bennett's marksman Matthew Bolton is known for his slick movement and delicate mechanics, and his Marco Polo is often banned by opponents. However, in this match, his Marco Polo was left open, and Owen Bennett immediately picked it for him as their first choice.

At this point, the two have taken the blue and red buffs respectively, making it quite clear that Owen Bennett intends to center their strategy around these two players for this match. Both are top-tier professionals, so this arrangement isn’t surprising. But in Adam Bennett’s eyes, whether it’s James Carter or Matthew Bolton, though they are strong, they both have a flaw—they can dish out explosive damage, but always fail to finish off opponents decisively and in time. It seems they are overly concerned about their own safety while dealing damage, so whenever it’s time to secure a kill, they always find themselves just a little too far from the low-health enemy.

Is Owen Bennett focusing on protecting these two to help them use their economic lead to solve the awkward problem of always being “one hit short” on damage? But if that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to let Brian Bennett pick an assassin to jungle and solve the problem more directly?

Adam Bennett felt a bit puzzled, but the match continued.

“Now both sides are starting to set up around the first Tyrant, but Owen Bennett’s jungler, Dharmaraja, has given up too much farm and isn’t even level four yet. Are they going to give up this Tyrant?”

“Henry Carter sees that Dharmaraja isn’t level four and decisively goes for the Tyrant!”

“Owen Bennett doesn’t seem to want to give it up! They’re coming! Dharmaraja jumps over the wall! No one’s stopping him? Smite! He got it! Both sides used Smite at the same time, but in the end, it was Brian Bennett’s Dharmaraja who secured the Tyrant. But it looks like he can’t get away… Oh, first blood… Dharmaraja gave up first blood, but got the Tyrant. That’s an acceptable trade.”

“Yeah, after all, Owen Bennett’s jungler this game is more of a support role…”

In front of his computer, Adam Bennett’s expression had already grown serious. Because of James Carter and Matthew Bolton’s safety-first mentality and playstyle, they didn’t put enough pressure on the enemy during the fight for the Tyrant. Dharmaraja’s entry was more of a steal than a contest. In the end, it was entirely thanks to Adam Bennett’s precise timing and skill usage that they secured the Tyrant—luck played a big part. What if he hadn’t managed it? Losing both the Tyrant and first blood would have immediately put Owen Bennett at a disadvantage.

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“Alright, this wave, they can dive the tower, Dharmaraja’s already gone in, big ult, nice… Eh? The marksman and support didn’t follow up… Dharmaraja tanked two tower shots, this wave… the enemy’s reinforcements have arrived… they’re going to get counter-killed… sigh… he’s dead, Owen Bennett’s coordination was off this time!”

“Yeah, if the coordination had been on point, even if Dharmaraja died, it should have been a one-for-two trade, and they could have taken the bottom tower for a big gain.”

“Hmm… now Dharmaraja is 0-2-0, that’s rough.”

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“Dharmaraja goes in, hits three with his ult! Beautiful! Uh… but Owen Bennett’s two damage dealers were both forced back… they chose to retreat, what a pity…”

“Dharmaraja is 0-3-0…”

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“This wave, Henry Carter is forcing a team fight mid!”

“Dharmaraja is cutting the minion wave! Brian Bennett’s decision is really smart.”

“Eh? Four of Owen Bennett couldn’t retreat in time and got caught, they’re fighting?”

“This… five versus four, a straight one-for-four trade…”

“Henry Carter is force-pushing the crystal, Dharmaraja is desperately trying to get back…”

“Too late… it should be too late…”

“Alright! Congratulations to Henry Carter for winning this year’s KPL Autumn Finals, congratulations to them!!”

The scene was instantly split in two—one side filled with the noise of victory, the other with the loneliness of defeat. Brian Bennett stood in a darkened corner of the stage, watching the highlights of the match replayed on the giant screen, his heart full of regret. There were so many moments—if only he could have made even the slightest change, maybe the outcome would have been different.

“Don’t be discouraged, you’re just getting started. As a rookie, your performance was already excellent.” As the referee passed by him on the way out, he patted him on the shoulder and said. The other four main players of Owen Bennett were already standing outside the stage, coldly watching the referee praise Brian Bennett.

“Thank you.” Brian Bennett quickly expressed his gratitude, but inside he was already fired up. Yes, this is just the beginning—this is only his first KPL season. There’s a long road ahead, and he’s determined to stand at the center of this stage one day. As he looked longingly toward the center of the stage where the awards were about to be presented, an impatient voice sounded behind him.

“Are you coming or not?”

“Oh, coming.” Hearing his teammate call, Brian Bennett hurried to catch up. Facing the post-match interview, he wasn’t dejected, but full of hope: “I’ll work twice as hard next season.”

Seeing his brother like this on the screen, Adam Bennett smiled. He believed that one day his brother would stand at the center of the stage, holding the championship trophy high.

But next season…

The season after that…

The season after that…

A full five years, ten seasons.