Chapter 213: Tough Night
When the final whistle blew, it didn't feel like the end of a game, it felt like everything just fell apart.
The roar of the Fiorentina crowd echoed through the stadium, loud and relentless, a cruel reminder of what had just happened. The players stood frozen drained of all energy.
Conceding that goal in stoppage time hit them hard. The disappointment was clear on their faces.
Niels forced himself to step forward, walking onto the pitch as the purple figures celebrated around them.
This was the moment where his leadership mattered most.
He looked toward his players, their faces heavy with disappointment and exhaustion. Some stared at the ground, others wiped sweat and tears without a word.
Niels didn't rush to speak or offer empty comfort. Instead, he stood with them solid and steady letting them feel his presence.
