"All you need is to pass the ball backwards," Meron states with her hands behind her back. "Anyone who passes the ball to the front will run around the ground ten times. Got that, ladies?!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Meron walks around the group forming a circle, "Excellent. I will also discipline those who display laziness by halting their forward movement. This is the principle I enforce in rugby - if you cease running, expect to be tackled and lose possession of the ball."
Looking at how obedient these little rookies had become in just two days, Meron couldn't help but smile.
They were showing so much talent and dedication to the sport, more than she had expected. It typically takes about a month for someone to love this sport.
Maintaining her intimidating look, Meron continues, "Now, all backs line up as we did yesterday. We will go for a try with the forwards as our opponents. Once the ball is taken, the backs lose."
As the backs, Tsuyoi and Encender were paying close attention. The way they ran to their positions made it seem like the rebellious act from two days before was all an act.
Tsuyoi was chosen as the scrum half and was the one to start with the ball. Despite this, she didn't look afraid at all.
When women work together, anything is possible.
Prrr—!
The moment the whistle rang, Tsuyoi immediately threw the ball to number 10, who moved with it splendidly for two meters.
The inside center took the ball and a formidable woman was rushing towards her. However, compared to their captain, she was only a baby.
Number 12 tried to dodge, but her opponent was on to her. Number 2 jumped to tackle her. However, she had already passed the ball to Encender.
As the outside center, Encender displayed otherworldly footwork, causing the two people chasing after her to headbutt each other.
The way ahead is clear, and if she puts in more effort, Encender would go for her first try. However, she nicely passed the ball to the right wing.
Most of the opponents were rushing towards the golden-eyed girl and didn't have time to catch number 14 make her try.
Slam, slam, slam—!
Meron's loud clapping caught everyone's attention, and they all rushed to her. She didn't say that, but anyone would tell that is what she wanted.
"I have observed some issues with the drill that was just completed. It appears that a few individuals are not successfully passing the ball at least a distance of one meter." The captain stated with a half-smile.
"You will only pass the ball when there is someone in front of you, and when you have covered at least a distance of three meters.
You should try as possible to leave all the conflict for defending."
Looking at the obedient little girls, Meron was sure they would do it, "Line up into your game positions. We are all going to play against the second team."
"Yes, ma'am!"
She had expected to hear a few complaints, but she had raised them well. 'Is it the rookies way of saying that they are confident in their skills?
That will be reviewed very soon.'
Meron walks over to the middle of the ground. The second team standing at the edge quickly got into position.
Some of them were afraid of the rookies. It was because Meron had dedicated too much time in teaching the rookies than any other team in the past.
Well, only results would tell if their assumption was right.
Prrr—!
The moment the whistle blew out, Encender kicks the ball towards her seniors.
From now, it is a game of speed, technique, and experience.
Number 8 from the second team grabbed the ball, and some of the rookies turned pale from fear. The woman looked like a beast. She might be slow, but she would knock out anyone with her hand.
Everyone clearly remembers the rules that were given.
"You are advised against striking the head, refraining from utilizing your legs for activities other than running, avoiding passing the ball forward, as all other actions are permissible."
There were quite a few rules, for a game one would get killed for.
However, someone didn't care about that at all.
"Ayaaa!" Tsuyoi roared as she rushed over to number eight at rocket speed.
Bang—!
Like a spear, she thrust her head into giant number eight's belly.
Tsuyoi quickly threw a barrage of punches into her belly.
The sport they were playing was not normal rugby. Attacking a person who doesn't have the ball, Encender would be proof of that.
She has been attacking the second team, leaving all of them in a near half-dead state.
This is war, not rugby.
Meron smirked, "When did those two figure that out?"
Encender was clearing the way for Tsuyoi to score a try. The others didn't sit down and do nothing, as they used numbers to overpower the others.
It is not like the second team is weak. They are one of the best fist fighters in the whole prison. However, faced with a calm and collected Encender, their efforts were child's play.
Prrr—!
The whistle rang as Tsuyoi made her first try.
All the second team members are now in a state where they can move, but will regret doing so in the future. Encender made sure not to go easy on them.
After all, her goal is the first team, in which Meron plays.
She might have made her try near the edge of the field, but the youngest inmate was sure she could take her ball in between the steel bars.
However, the second team couldn't let her do as she pleases. It would be humiliating if they lose now. Their honor is more important than the state of their bodies.
"Ahhhh-!"
A loud battle cry echoed through the air as the women rushed at Tsuyoi and Encender. The two girls were troublesome opponents.
Nonetheless, they had forgotten about the key concept Meron worked hard to instill in them.
"One finger alone will never destroy a lice; it needs support. Rugby is all about teamwork. You can be called the best player alive, but you won't reach such a level by playing alone."
All the rookies jumped onto the members of the second team who had managed to wake up. It was a piece of cake since all the sweaty team's backs were facing them.
"Bam—!
Tsuyoi used this chance to kick the bar between the steel bars.
Total silence covered the whole rugby field as the conversion kick connected. All the rookies just glared at the members of the first team.
'You are next.'
Prrr—!
Like a comedy show, the whistle signaled the end of the match.