Back on the field, Starboy clenched his fists tightly at his sides, his face practically red with anger. Don's calm demeanor only seemed to have pushed him closer to the edge, and it looked as though he was just moments away from erupting.
Before Starboy could say a word, however, Dr. Gadget raised his hand, gesturing for both of them to calm down. "Now, now," he said, his voice resounding through the stadium's speakers. "No need to get heated over such things. How about—"
Dr. Gadget abruptly stopped mid-sentence, his head tilting slightly as he pressed a hand to the earpiece in his ear.
His expression then darkened, his eyes narrowing as he listened to whatever message was being relayed. "What?" he muttered, his tone shifting from calm to frustrated. "But we agreed that…"
The crowd grew quiet, watching as Dr. Gadget's expression soured even further. For fifteen long seconds, the entire stadium seemed frozen, everyone waiting for him to continue.
