Don stood in the center of the ruined field, his hand still raised in acknowledgment of the roaring crowd around him.
The cheers could be heard throughout the stadium and beyond, along with a thunderous wave of applause and admiration that seemed almost endless.
It was the first time he'd experienced this kind of attention—the eyes of thousands fixed solely on him, chanting his name with wild enthusiasm.
He couldn't help but feel a strange thrill, the energy of the crowd filling him with a sense of pride he hadn't known before.
'This feels so surreal,' he thought, glancing around as he slowly lowered his hand.
The cheers continued regardless, undiminished. And his smile remained steady as he took a final look at the scene, knowing that as far as his ambitions went, this was just the beginning.
But he knew he'd remember this moment, the sight of the crowd, the electric atmosphere, all of it.
