Zachary could feel his blood pumping fast with excitement as he stood over the ball in the center circle, waiting for the kick-off whistle. He'd deactivated the system's miniaturized gravitational field a few hours before he'd set off from Trondheim. So, his body had already recovered to its optimum state. At that moment, he felt as if he was a bird about to soar into the skies.
His ears could still pick up the frenzied cheers of the Standard Liège fans that were so loud to the point of causing slight tremors across the stadium. However, he remained unperturbed since he'd already grown into a very calm and collected footballer after spending a whole year as part of Rosenborg's starting line-up.
Even if the fans went crazy and set up a fire in the stands, he wouldn't care in the slightest. As long as the playing field remained unaffected, he could continue performing at his best on the pitch and ignore the chaos around the stadium.
