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... zed. A low hum of tension ran through the bleachers—nerves, cheers, hope—flickering like static before the storm broke again.
Horizon’s five stepped out: Kaito at the helm—eyes sharp, breath calm. Rei, ready at the wing. Aizawa, flexing his wrists, shaking loose the cold. Taiga, silent and square-shouldered. Rikuya, patrolling the paint like a sentinel.
The whistle blew.
Kaito received the inbound.
He didn’t wait.
No slow build-up. No setup.
He spr ...
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