It was such an ethereal scene that only he could see. For the spectators, opposing players, and his teammates, all they could see was Hiro in motion. Yet, it seemed as if he was operating in an entirely different universe.
Then as he made his choice, a path opened up for him. Following the path, he steadily approached the opposing backline. The crowd's anticipation surged as a palpable wave of energy rippled through the stadium.
They were curious to see his next move.
"Here he goes! Hiro is weaving through the defense with such grace!"
"Look at his control and precision! It's like watching a master at work."
Both the commentators seemed extremely excited.
Daichi utilized his teammates as he tried to stop Hiro while he strengthened his position. He had to position himself better to stop Hiro. For some reason, he could feel his senses tingling almost as if it was trying to warn him of impending danger.
