In the VIP box, Ismau and the senior Wolves remained still, faces unreadable, showing no emotion, while Daiki broke the stillness by clasping his hands above his head, a restless tension in his posture setting.
'An incredible goal by the best striker of the tournament, Yohan Eunseong!'
Haruma stood frozen on his spot, eyes locked on the celebrating opponents, his breath heavy and ragged.
'Absolutely! What a strike, and what a setup by Kazutora, he literally tore through the defense.' the commentator added, voice brimming with excitement
Kabuto stayed rooted in his spot, eyes wide, breathing heavy as if he'd just run a marathon. Meanwhile Kazutora was standing right ahead, before walking towards him nudging his shoulders brushing past his with a faint nudge, and Kabuto remained silent, frozen in place
"The goal in the 17th minute of the first half, can Kashiwa Tyrants maintain their lead?" the commentator's voice cut through the stadium
