As Nagisa was rushing forward, in one swift motion he snapped his head back over his shoulder, only for his eyes to widen in sheer disbelief.

Haruma's figure was a shadow, drawing in every ounce of energy around him while his eyes were blazing with a golden fire, he slightly nudged the ball forward before swinging his leg with full force, striking the ball with a loud thud.

The impact wasn't just seen, it was felt by every single player on the field, who all were frozen. Including Minato, Raon, and Shiori, their faces etched with stunned disbelief.

Haruma then swung his foot with all his might, unleashing a cannonball from midfield. The ball went piercing through the air like a bullet, slicing past every defender in its path. And in a heartbeat, it slammed inside the top-right corner of the net, rattling the goalpost with a violent shudder. The keeper could only muster a desperate half-dive.

For a breathless moment, the entire stadium stood frozen. The ball dropped inside the net, bouncing slowly, softly, echoing louder than any roar.

In the commentator's box, both men were on their feet, leaning heavily forward with their jaws hanging and eyes wide in disbelief. In an instant, One of them slammed his fist against the table, voice cracking as he roared.

"Harumaaaaaaa!"

At that very instant, the stadium erupted. In perfect unison, the crowd leapt to their feet as the air burst into a thunder of cheers and roars that rattled the ground beneath them.

Raon erupted with a fierce roar, his voice ripping through the air, charged with pure adrenaline. Next to him, Minato drove his fist into the sky, every motion surging with raw energy. Shiori's face instantly lit up with joy, clapping fast and bright, her face glowing in the rush of the moment.

Jiho let out a beastly roar, leaping high with his fist crashing into the air before landing hard, rushing wildly. Kabuto from his side erupted like an explosion, veins bulging, his scream tearing across the field as he thundered forward. Their energy was chaos itself as both tore directly at Haruma.

Clenching his teeth Raya lowered his head and began forward, his steps carrying uncontainable energy. Right beside him, Izaya bounded with raw energy, eyes burning wide as he too began rushing. Together, they both were charging straight at Haruma.

Ryusei and Kento threw their arms around each other, bouncing and roaring, while little Mio rode on Kento's shoulders, laughing loudly, waving Haruma's signboard high. Ayane remained seated with her smile bright and unshaken, and Haruma's mother next to her was clapping furiously yet tears were flowing continuously.

Itsuki and Nagisa with their teeth clenched and raw adrenaline running through their bodies were already sprinting shoulder to shoulder, racing towards one person, Haruma.

Masaru was on his feet, bouncing and roaring with his face ablazed with raw adrenaline. Toru matched his exact energy, roaring alongside with eyes burning like fire, while Rukia stayed seated, tears streaming as she kept her gaze fixed on Haruma.

From the VIP box, Ismau was smirking with a fierce joy, clapping hard above his head, pure energy in every move. Around him his teammates erupted, laughing, shouting, shaking each other by the shoulders, arms thrown over one another as they celebrated in a frenzy of joy.

From the other VIP box, Ameha was on her feets clapping with a big confident grin on her face, while Shuya next to her was clapping furiously, roaring out cheers.

Makoto and Haru with their faces etched with joy and energy were sprinting together, fists pumping and voices lost in the uproar, their momentum unstoppable. While just Behind them, Zora was charging with a fierce grin playing on his face, his teeth bared, while Subaru from the goalmouth was sprinting the full length of the pitch, fists pounding the air. United, they stormed, all storming at Haruma.

The stadium shook with deafening roars and cheers as the Wolves came surging from every direction, closing in on the one figure at the center… Haruma.

With his chest heaved with ragged breaths, Haruma teeth clenched tight, every muscle trembling under the weight of adrenaline. Then, with fists balled and jaw grinding harder, he threw his head back and unleashed a roar that tore through the field, a cry of raw fury and unrelenting will.

'Harumaaa Kusakaaaa! You can't! You just can't keep this boy out of the game!'

'Absolutely! What a goal! Haruma Kusaka is not going down without a fight! At the very moment his team needed him most, he stepped up and delivered once again, yes, once again and with a blinder to bring Tokyo back into the game. The spirits are soaring now, and one thing is certain: the young Wolves are not going down without a war!'

Kabuto and Jiho came running, throwing themselves on top of Haruma, and in the next instant a storm of Wolves crashed in from every side, piling over one another in a wild frenzy of celebration.

From a distance, Kazutora stood boiling with rage, his eyes blazing with frustration, teeth grinding as a storm of fury burned deep inside him. Not far away, Yohan was crouched low, his face held in a straight, controlled demeanour, yet in his eyes, anger smoldered as he watched the wolves celebrate…

The whistle once again cut through the air, sharp and piercing continuing the game.

Nagisa was rushing forward with the ball dancing his feet when a Tyrant came crashing into him, shoulder slamming hard against his side. But to his shock, Nagisa didn't falter, his run stayed strong, his sprint unbroken.

The two sprinted down the pitch, shoulder to shoulder, with the Tyrant pressing into him with all his weight. Every step was a battle, their strides pounding against the turf. Then, in a sudden flicker of instinct, he shifted his eyes at Nagisa, only for them to widen.

Nagisa wasn't looking back. His gaze was focused ahead, jaw clenched, teeth grinding, and eyes blazing with a fierce, newfound fire.

The Tyrant, gritting his teeth in frustration, tried to shove Nagisa aside. But before he could, a thunderous roar split through the pitch.

"Naaagisaa!"

It was Izaya's voice, which echoed as he tore forward, breaking through the defense with relentless speed. Ahead of him, Haruma was already slipping inside the box, the other Tyrants scrambling behind him unable to match his pace.

With a surge of strength, Nagisa shoves himself free from that Tyrant and strikes the ball hard, sending it soaring in a perfect arc toward Izaya.

Sensing a clear chance, Haruma boosted his speed, weaving past the defenders to position himself for the best strike possible.

With his eyes sharp ahead, Izaya kept charging forward and upon feeling the ball closing in, he launched himself into the air, stretching his foot head to control it mid-air, when suddenly a storm in human form named Kazutora came crashing down on him.

With a ruthless tackle, Kazutora's foot swept cleanly at the ball, but he didn't stop there. He slammed his shoulder violently into Izaya's side, sending him crashing violently to the ground, his body twisted on impact, his shoulder crunching against the turf.

Clutching his shoulder in agony, Izaya let out a primal scream that echoed across the pitch, forcing the referee's whistle to blare instantly.

The entire stadium erupted into a storm of boos fired straight at Kazutora. But his smirk only widened, feeding off the hatred. Looking down at the writhing Izaya, his eyes glinted with malice.

"Aww, the little brat's hurt? Keep crying, you pathetic lit-"

Before he could finish, Kabuto came rushing in like a raging storm, shoving Kazutora so hard he nearly lost his balance.

With his face twisted with uncontainable fury and every vein burning with rage. Kabuto's voice thundered across the field, spitting the words through clenched teeth,

"You moron! I'll kill you! You bastard, how dare you!"

Another Tyrant stormed in, slamming into Kabuto with a violent shove, his mouth already opening to spit venom, but before the words could leave, Jiho came charging in like a cannonball, shoving the Tyrant back with equal force.

That single clash was the spark and in an instant, the pitch erupted into chaos. Players from both sides rushed in, shoving, grabbing, dragging teammates away, the air thick with fury as the field turned into a battlefield.

'It's a full-on brawl! Everyone's getting dragged into it!' the commentator's voice cracked through the madness.

With his teeth gritted, Raon stormed onto the field, while Minato shouted furiously at the referees. Apart from them, Shiori stood frozen, eyes wide with fear, both hands clamped over her mouth.

From the stands, Ryusei's gaze was locked in shock, his eyes wide with worry, while Kento leaned forward anxiously, trying to catch a clear glimpse of Izaya's condition.

Ayane sat stiffly, her brow creased with deep concern, and beside her, Haruma's mother pressed trembling hands over her lips, her eyes glistening with dread.

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