As he noticed the incoming attack, Naoto's heart raced. That incoming attack made him quite tense. The ball had been so far up the field just moments ago, and now Tominaga Nijichi was charging straight toward him with terrifying speed.
It was totally out of his expectations.
His eyes became frantic as he looked at the incoming attacker and the ball. Hardly anyone on his team could stop Tominaga from advancing.
The sudden charge from the opposing side had caught him off-guard which had startled him. But he couldn't afford to be anxious. So, he tried to steady his breath as he swept his gaze in front of him. It was his responsibility to alert his teammates of possible danger.
"Mark him! Don't let him through!" Naoto barked, his voice carrying over the roar of the crowd.
His teammates were scrambling to fall back into position, but the threat was imminent. So, he raced his mind as he tried to assess the situation.
